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LOUIS  POLLENS,  JR. 


SECOND   REPORT 


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DARTMOUTH   COLLEGE 


JUNE  •    IS93 


Sentinel  Printing  Co. 
Fitchburg,   Mass. 


PREFACE 


It  is  the  misfortune  of  the  Second  Report  to  be  shaded  by  the  loss 
of  Louis  Pollens.  Few  young  men  of  his  age  could  leave  a  life's  history 
which  was  so  free  from  blemishes,  and  replete  with  manly  positive  virtues. 

The  college  has  profited  the  past  year  in  many  ways  and  we  are  glad 
to  know  that  so  many  improvements  are  now  possible.  A  new  President, 
a  greater  revenue,  a  more  extensive  curriculum,  the  union  of  the  academic 
department  and  Chandler  School,  and  a  larger  number  of  professors  should 
increase  the  power  of  the  college. 

Next  year  is  our  first  re-union.  Let  us  all  bear  the  fact  in  mind. 
Begin  at  once  to  plan  to  be  present.  Your  secretary  will  notify  you  in 
the  spring  as  early  as  it  is  convenient,  of  the  arrangements  as  far  as  dates 
are  concerned. 

'*  Dartmouth  Day"  at  the  World's  Fair  is  August  16.  Edson  and 
Burbank  should  be  the  ones  to  furnish  fresh  information.  Wm.  Gardiner, 
227  So.  Clinton  Street,  Chicago,  may  be  able  to  give  a  few  points  about 
Dartmouth  re-unions  on  Dartmouth  Day. 

Thus  far  this  year  I  have  been  unable  to  obtain  replies  from  several 
in  the  class.  To  all  graduates  whose  reports  are  missing  I  have  sent  at 
least  two  summons. 


REPORT. 


West  Gardner,  Mass.,  May  4. 

Fm  glad  to  see  that,  with  your  increasing  cares  (family  and  other), 
the  prying  impertinence  you  exhibited  last  year  has  sensibly  diminished. 

My  address  is  as  above.  My  business  is  still  pedagogical.  Pros- 
pects are  mighty  poor  except  in  the  matrimonial  line;  if  the  latter  were 
not  so  good,  the  others  might  seem  brighter. 

I  will  try  to  be  present  at  the  class  reunion  if  I'm  in  the  United 
States.  I'm  thinking  some  of  going  to  the  Sandwich  Islands  before  then. 
The  most  I  could  tell  about  any  of  my  classmates  would  be  a  "pack"  of 
lies,  so  I  guess  I  won't  run  against  Burbank,  who  is  an  expert  at  that 
business.  Yours  for  the  class, 

C.   F.  ABBOTT. 

[Abbott  sent  a  pair  of  opera  glasses  to  the  Dakotas  for  Christmas  : 
first,  however,  he  tried  their  powers  on  the  Gardner  high  school  girls. — 

Sec] 

Philadelphia,  May  8,  1893. 
I  saw  DuBois  in  New  York  the  other  night  and  he  reminded  me 
that  no  one  but  a  "chump"  would  neglect  to  write  this  letter,  and  I  am 
not  particularly  anxious  to  have  that  epithet  applied  to  me.  DuBy,  by 
the  way,  told  me  that  he  had  "roasted"  me  in  his  letter,  and  whatever 
he  has  written  you  may  all  take  notice  that  he  himself  considers  it  a 
"dead  roast."  In  return  for  his  compliments,  I  will  simply  say  that 
DuBy  has  not  changed  very  much  since  I  left  his  bed  and  board,  last  Sep- 
tember. The  sound  instruction  in  morals  that  he  then  received  has  had 
its  effects.  He  still  thinks  there  is  but  one  city — New  York — fit  to  live 
in,  one  state — Vermont — fit  for  a  summer's  outing  and  a  life's  romance, 
and  but  one  business — electric — that  is  worthy  of  a  man's  whole  atten- 
tion. Though  in  the  estimation  of  his  New  York  lady  acquaintances  he 
is  35  years  old,  yet,  to  a  man  on  the  "inside,"  he  is  in  many  respects 
"just  as  young  as  he  used  to  be." 


As  for  myself — to  get  through  with  the  least  interesting  part  of  my 
letter — I  left  the  American  Hook  Co.  last  September  and  entered  Har- 
vard Law  School,  as  I  had  wished  to  do  for  several  years.  To  one  who 
is  acquainted  with  the  work  there,  not  much  more  need  be  said.  It  is 
not  good  taste  to  say  that  one  gets  along  there  without  much  work.  We 
work  like — well,  the  way  Colby  and  Tom  Lord  and  Oilman  used  to  work 
— all  the  time.  Add  a  little  base  ball  during  the  winter  and  spring,  and 
the  whole  story  of  my  life  during  the  past  year  is  told.  The  period  from 
May,  '92,  to  September,  following  my  last  letter,  spent  as  it  was  in  the 
wilds  of  western  Pennsylvania,  hunting  country  school  ma'ams  who  were 
shyer  than  newly-hatched  grouse,  can  better  be  imagined  than  described. 
At  any  rate,  I  will  leave  description  of  such  experiences  to  Tommy  Lord 
and  "Pa"  Edson,  who,  I  believe,  are  still  engaged  in  the  school  book 
business.  Tommy  has  crossed  my  path  several  times  during  the  year, 
wearing  the  same  face  as  ever,  but  with  the  heart  of  a  "  book  man." 
You  who  are  teachers  know  what  that  is. 

It  is  interesting  to  recall  the  variety  of  conditions  under  which  I 
have  stumbled  upon  the  fellows  at  different  times  and  places.  I  have 
seen  Squash  at  the  dance,  where  he  is  always  at  his  best,  the  cynosure  of 
all  the  feminine  eyes  at  Prof.  Hooley's  dancing  school  at  Lynn;  Tom 
Bailey  and  Kid  Barnard  blowing  in  the  fruits  of  New  Hampshire  politics 
on  their  periodical  visits  to  the  Hub;  Dave  Trull  and  Dan  Richardson  in 
Dave's  den  at  the  South  End,  playing  pede  and  recalling  Dartmouth 
scenes;  Pa  Edson  strolling  up  the  Bowery,  and  "Pussy"  Banfll  tripping 
down  Fifth  avenue;  Dan  Smith  on  C  street,  Washington,  and  John  Proc- 
tor in  Sanborn's  billiard  parlor  at  Hanover;  Allison  at  a  ball  game  in 
Cambridge,  and  Willie  Wright  grinding  on  legal  problems  in  Rochester; 
Sid  Walker  with  Dr.  Bowles'  maid  by  his  side,  admiring  Norwich  scenery 
(he  didn't  see  me),  and  Chuck  Woodcock  watching  the  athletic  meet  in 
Boston;  "Goody"  Blake  occupying  a  seat  among  the  Brown  "rooters" 
at  Providence,  and  Tewky  carrying  on  his  father's  business  at  the  old 
stand ;  and  Plummer  at  the  banquet  in  the  Tremont  House,  which  was 
honored  by  the  presence  of  President  Tucker.  But  perhaps  no  one  of  all 
these  mentioned  has  displayed  such  regal  elegance  and  seemed  to  have  so 
much  of  the  goods  of  this  world,  combined  with  pleasant  anticipation  of 
the  next,  as  did  Ferda  Fish,  riding  around  the  streets  of  West  Randolph, 
Vt.,  in  his  little  dog  cart,  drawn  by  a  Shetland  pony,  sporting  all  the 
style  which  is  becoming  to  one  who  enjoys  the  distinction  and  revenue 
due  to  '91's  class  treasurer.  Some  of  you  may  ask  what  I  was  in  that 
town  for,  since  there  were  in  your  last  annual  letters  some  sly  allusions 
to  the  only  other  visit  I  ever  made  to  the  place.  I  went  by  that  route 
from  Boston  to  New  York  and  stopped  off  one  train  to  see  my  old  friend, 
Tewky,  who  as  you  all  know  was  a  particularly  close  friend  of  mine  at 
Dartmouth. 

It  is  the  natural  result  of  meeting  so  many  of  the  fellows  who  have 
such  a  variety  of  propensities  as  have   Squash  and  Kid  and  DuBy,  and 


all  the  rest,  for  that  matter,  that  there  are  some  very  good  grinds  on 
many  of  them.  You  who  are  mentioned  take  notice  that  you  get  off  easy, 
and  if  there  are  any  fabrications  in  your  letters  deserving  attention  they 
will  get  it  later. 

I  shall  be  in  the  Harvard  Law  School  during  the  coming  year,  and 
want  any  '91  man  from  A — Z  who  comes  to  Boston  to  come  out  and  see 
me.  Yours, 

JOHN  ABBOTT. 

Sherbokn,  Mass.,  May  2. 

The  second  report  finds  me  still  engaged  in  my  chosen  profession, 
teaching,  and  in  my  present  position  I  have  succeeded  two  Dartmouth 
men — Gregory,  '88,  and  Williams,  '90. 

I  have  enjoyed  my  work  here  very  much.  The  school  is  small,  but 
pleasant,  and  as  I  am  given  one  assistant  I  have  been  able  to  choose  my 
work.  If  nothing  more  lucrative  presents  itself,  another  year  will  doubt- 
less find  me  here. 

Being  near  Boston,  the  common  center  for  all  Dartmouth  men,  I 
have  occasionally  met  classmates,  among  them  Plummer,  who  has  evi- 
dently succeeded  in  making  his  father  believe  that  he  is  working  very 
hard.  "  Abit"  I  met  on  the  ball  field  at  Harvard,  where  he  is  doing 
credit  to  the  reputation  of  old  Dartmouth. 

I  want  to  enter  a  protest  against  one  thing:  Our  secretary,  who  was 
wont  to  be  scratch  man  in  all  college  races,  has  altogether  too  large  a 
handicap  in  the  cup  race.  Tewky  seems  to  be  the  only  man  who  has  any 
chance  against  him. 

Yes,  I  do  receive  a  small  salary,  but  I  am  not  yet  of  much  impor- 
tance in  the  stock  exchange. 

Last  summer  I  became  for  the  time  a  photographic  crank,  and  living 
in  a  town  which  is  quite  a  popular  summer  resort,  succeeded  in  making 
it  a  profitable  business  as  well  as  a  very  pleasant  one. 

If  I  should  tell  you  all  the  lies  and  rumors  in  regard  to  my  matri- 
monial prospects,  you  would  doubtless  find  it  very  interesting,  owing  to 
the  fact  that  my  predecessor,  Williams,  '90,  married  while  teaching  here, 
but  the  actual  facts  are  that  I  have  no  matrimonial  prospects  at  all. 

As  for  my  social  position,  any  of  you  who  have  tried  teaching  a 
high  school  in  a  small  country  town,  know  that  it  must  be  all  I  deserve. 
I  have  no  reason  to  complain  in  that  respect. 

I  shall  certainly  be  at  the  reunion  in  Hanover,  next  year,  where  I 
hope  to  meet  you  all  with  your  wives  and  babies. 

Sincerely  yours, 

J.   FRANCIS  ALLISON, 
Prin.  Sawin  Academy  and  Dowse  High  School. 


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Nashua,  N.  H.,  June  9. 

Have  seen  but  very  few  of  the  fellows,  so  have  no  "grinds"  or  in- 
formation in  regard  to  their  moral  or  spiritual  welfare  to  send  you.  As 
for  myself,  have  kept  rather  quiet  but  very  busy  during  the  last  year. 

I  find,  as  of  old,  that  my  constitution  requires  frequent  changes  of 
air  and  climate,  so  find  it  necessary  to  take  frequent  trips  to  Boston  and 
New  York.  I  am  still  unmarried,  thank  heavens!  My  politics  are  still 
"  Democratic  with  Mugwumpian  tendencies,"  and  in  this  line  I  have 
had  fair  success.  Being  sent  one  time  last  fall  as  a  delegate  to  the 
national  convention  of  Democratic  clubs,  held  in  New  York,  I  had  the 
great  honor  of  being  appointed  one  of  the  officers  and  seated  on  the  stage 
with  G.  Cleveland,  Esq. 

Awaiting  your  yearly  report,  I  am 

Yours  truly, 

W.  T.  BAILEY. 

It  was  a  great  pleasure  to  receive  the  report  of  the  doings  of  '91, 
last  June,  and  I  am  glad  that  we  are  to  have  another  of  the  same  sort. 

Contrary  to  my  expectations  I  am  not  at  the  General  Theological 
Seminary  this  year.  Your  letter  finds  me  at  All  Saints  House,  the  home 
of  the  only  distinctively  monastic  lay  order  in  the  Anglican  branch  of  the 
Catholic  church  in  this  country.  The  order  is  called  the  Brothers  of 
Nazareth.  In  giving  you  a  description  of  the  place  and  order,  I  can  do 
no  better  than  to  quote  from  an  article  which  appeared  in  the  New  York 
Times  of  last  January:  "The  writer  has  visited  the  famous  Hospice  of 
St.  Bernard,  in  Switzerland,  and  the  similarity  of  the  life  of  that  religious 
order  with  that  of  the  Brothers  of  Nazareth  at  once  suggests  itself. 
Moreover,  in  natural  surroundings,  as  in  religious  routine,  the  mountain 
hospital  of  the  famous  monk  is  that  of  the  Dutchess  county  home  of  the 
Brothers,  only  intensified.  The  practical  as  well  as  the  religious  signifi- 
cance of  the  older  monastery  is  renewed  in  the  younger.  It  was  the 
snow-bound,  wearied  traveler  who  was  nourished  and  cared  for  at  the  top 
of  the  great  St.  Bernard  Alp,  and  it  is  the  sick,  the  poor  and  the  ailing 
who  are  ministered  to  at  the  doors  of  the  Brothers  of  Nazareth.  In  both 
the  ancient  and  the  nineteenth  century  monastery  the  spirit  of  that  good 
thing  which  came  out  of  Nazareth  rested  and  rests  upon  the  members  of 
the  family,  and  is  extended  in  hospitable  welcome  to  the  stranger  within  the 
gates.  The  little  chapel  in  the  house  is  really  very  tasteful,  beautiful, 
without  being  extravagant.  The  canonical  offices  of  the  day  are  said  by 
the  Brothers  every  three  hours.  A  priest  often  visits  the  home  for  spirit- 
ual ministrations."  The  founder  of  the  order,  Brother  Gilbert,  is  an  old 
friend  of  mine.  I  thought  it  good  to  continue  my  training  for  the  priest- 
hood by  coming  here  and  entering,  so  far  as  I  could,  upon  the  life  led  by 
the  Brothers,  and  continuing  my  theological  studies  at  the  same  time.  A 
good  share  of  every  day  is  devoted  to  work,  the  rest  being  employed  in 


study,  reading  and  writing.  Besides  making  considerable  progress  in 
study,  I  have  read  more  good  books  than  during  my  four  years  in  college. 
There  are  no  distractions  here;  all  is  order  and  quiet.  My  little  cell,  a 
room  about  eight  feet  square,  is  very  conducive  to  study.  It  contains  a 
small  iron  bed,  a  commode,  a  table,  a  chair,  and  my  books.  There  are 
no  pictures  or  decorations  of  any  sort,  except  over  the  table  is  a  large 
crucifix.  One  small  window  furnishes  all  the  light.  It  is  quite  a  change 
from  my  surroundings  of  last  year,  but  it  is  a  good  one  in  many  ways.  I 
shall  go  from  here  with  regret  sometime  this  month.  After  a  visit  to 
New  York  and  Newark,  I  go  to  Bellows  Falls,  Vermont,  for  a  few  weeks. 
A  letter  directed  to  me  there  at  any  time  will  be  sure  to  reach  me.  My 
address  after  June  1 5  will  be  Forest  Hills  House,  Franconia,  White 
Mountains,  N.  H.  I  have  it  in  mind,  as  a  possibility,  to  continue  my 
studies  next  year  at  Hanover,  under  the  direction  of  Mr.  Huntington, 
but  have  not  yet  decided  this  matter.  If  I  do  I  shall  be  on  hand  for  the 
reunion,  and  if  not  I  shall  do  my  best  to  be  there  for  that  important  and 
pleasant  event.  Being  in  Bellows  Falls,  last  June,  I  went  to  Hanover 
for  the  commencement  ball.  It  was  a  great  pleasure  to  see  a  few  '91 
men  about.  I  had  to  make  myself  known  to  everybody  because  I  had 
shaved  my  moustache. 

Later  in  the  summer  I  was  again  in  Hanover  for  several  days.  I 
went  to  take  services  at  St.  Thomas  church,  and  the  good  people  of  "  the 
dear  old  place"  gave  me  a  most  cordial  welcome.  I  had  the  pleasure  of 
taking  tea  with  our  dear  departed  classmate,  Louis  Pollens,  and  of  hear- 
ing from  him  of  his  life  in  Europe.  I  little  thought  that  I  should  so 
soon  be  obliged  to  pen  lines  of  sympathy  to  his  parents  because  of  his 
death. 

In  a  conversation  with  a  lady  during  my  visit,  I  was  taken  to  task 
for  the  class  because  none  of  us  had  married.  The  person  thought  we 
had  very  poor  taste  in  not  displaying  our  fondness  for  the  fair  sex  to  bet- 
ter advantage.  I  replied  that  we  were  so  fond  of  all  the  ladies  that  it 
was  very  hard  for  any  of  us  to  single  out  one  only  to  adore.  I  really 
think  this  is  the  case  with  myself,  for  I  am  no  nearer  now  to  matrimony 
than  ever,  and  you  know  from  this  how  far  away  I  must  be. 

With  kindest  regards  to  all  the  class,  I  remain  as  ever, 
Most  sincerely  yours, 

FRANCIS  MILTON  BANFIL. 
All  Saints  House,  Verbank,  Dutchess  Co.,  N.  Y.,  1  May,  1893. 

Franklin,  N.  H.,  May  25,  1893. 

I  fear  this  letter  is  too  late  to  appear  in  this  year's  report,  but  if 
possible  I  should  like  to  be  reported  as  well  and  thriving  and  doing  busi- 
ness at  the  old  stand  in  Franklin,  N.  H. 

I  am  in  the  insurance  business  and  studying  law.      Last  winter  I 


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had  a  clerkship  at  the  Legislature  which  was  very  valuable  to  me,  espec- 
ially as  it  had  a  liberal  "per  diem"  attachment.  This  is  all  the  politics 
I  have  indulged  in,  and  personally  I  am  opposed  to  the  idea  of  mixing 
politics  and  business.  I  trust  Sam  Holton  will  note  and  heed  this  bit  of 
advice.  I  have  seen  no  classmate  lately  except  "Willie"  Ladd,  who 
came  down  here  with  the  Holderness  base  ball  team,  and  a  pretty  tough- 
looking  set  they  were,  with  Willie  as  one  of  the  most  conspicuous  leaders. 
He  covered  himself  with  glory  and  center  field  way  out  of  sight.  John 
Abbott,  whom  I  saw  during  the  winter,  is  daily  degenerating  by  his  asso- 
ciation with  the  tough  Harvard  ball  team.  I  have  it  on  good  authority 
that  he  is  leading  a  very  fast  life,  and  not  many  on  the  team  are  able  to 
keep  pace  with  him. 

I  am  going  to  cut  myself  short,  as  I  am  not  sure  this  will  appear  in 
print,  and  my  time  is  too  valuable  to  waste  on  an  uncertainty. 

Yours  truly, 

FRANK  E.  BARNARD. 

86  Pearl  Street,  Peovidence,  R.  I.,  April  16. 

It  has  so  happened  that  during  the  past  year  I  have  not  seen  any  of 
the  boys,  but  have  often  thought  of  this  and  that  one,  wondering  as.  to 
his  work  and  success. 

And  so  death  has  made  the  first  gap  in  our  ranks.  Pollens  was  a 
noble  fellow  and  his  future  seemed  bright  with  promise.  I  shall  always 
think  of  him  as  representing  the  manliest  and  best  element  of  our  class ; 
an  element  many  of  us  failed  to  appreciate  while  in  college,  but  whose 
influence  we  are  now  beginning  to  feel. 

I  am  still  teaching  in  the  Providence  high  school,  and  during  the 
last  quarter  have  had  the  beginners  in  physics.  My  impression  is  that 
the  classes  wonder  how  such  a  heterogeneous  mass  of  contradictions  ever 
received  the  name  of  Science,  but  I  have  lost  the  note-book  we  compiled 
junior  fall  under  "Chuck,"  and  am  compelled  to  improvise  more  or  less. 
One  point  I  have  not  forgotten,  and  that  is  to  say  that  under  different 
conditions  of  atmosphere,  temperature,  etc.,  the  experiment  in  question 
might  possibly  come  somewhere  near  proving  the  desired  law ;  as  it  is  we 
will  accept  what  the  book  says  and  proceed  to  our  next. 

Was  so  fortunate  as  to  be  promoted  to  the  place  of  second 
assistant  the  first  of  February,  so  I  now  have  an  excellent  position  with 
prospects  of  further  advancement  in  time.  Also  find  outside  tutoring  to 
some  extent.  Though  the  work  (teaching)  has  many  pleasant  features,  I 
do  not  find  it  congenial  as  a  whole,  and  hope  to  see  my  way  clear  to 
some  other  profession  before  many  years. 

Judging  from  the  alumni  notes,  some  members  of  the  class  have 
joined  the  order  of  Benedicts  since  last  year.  To  such  let  me  extend  my 
sincerest  congratulations.      A  modern  cynic  has  remarked,  "Marriage  is 


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an  investment  for  woman ;  a  speculation  for  man."  Let  me  give  the 
class  the  benefit  of  some  advice  which  a  worldly-wise  man  of  thirty  ad- 
vanced to  me  the  other  day:  -'Young  man,  don't  marry  till  you  are  sure 
you  are  in  a  profession  which  you  will  be  satisfied  to  retain  the  rest  of 
your  days." 

It  is  my  intention  to  be  in  Hanover  at  our  first  reunion  and  possibly 
at  next  commencement  also. 

With  kind  regards  to  the  class, 

Truly  yours, 

HERBERT  A.  BLAKE. 

Lock  Box  201,  Evanston,  III.,  April  10. 

I  am  looking  forward  eagerly  to  our  second  annual  report.  If  it 
prove  as  entertaining  as  our  first  one  I  am  sure  that  we  shall  all  be  proud 
of  '91  and  its  secretary. 

By  the  way,  I  suppose  that  I  am  writing  to  a  family  man.  I  can 
imagine  Oilman's  disgust  when  he  saw  the  announcement  in  the  Dart- 
mouth, for  it  was,  I  believe,  generally  understood  that  he  thought  he  had 
a  cinch  on  the  class  cup. 

The  Dartmouth  men  in  Chicago  have  been  active  and  enthusiastic 
during  the  past  year,  and  our  organization  is  in  a  very  prosperous  condi- 
tion. We  had  a  banquet  and  reunion  in  the  fall,  and  the  Lunch  Club 
has  met  once  a  month.  I  am  the  only  '91  man  in  it,  but  I  have  main- 
tained the  honor  of  the  class  by  attending  every  lunch.  We  are  now  all 
acquainted,  both  young  and  old,  and  wherever  we  meet  we  have  a  thor- 
oughly enjoyable  time.  There  are  several  "recent"  graduates  here,  in- 
cluding '92  men,  but  altogether  too  few  '91  men. 

Edson  needs  looking  after,  I  think.  I  have  had  one  or  two  notes 
from  him  mailed  in  Chicago,  but  I  have  never  been  able  to  find  him.  He 
has  claimed  to  be  on  the  Times  and  the  Journal  and  to  be  running  a 
ranch  out  on  Washington  Boulevard,  but  as  the  number  he  gives  corre- 
sponds to  a  vacant  lot,  you  can  draw  your  own  conclusion.  At  the 
lunch,  Saturday,  Secretary  Gardner  said  that  he  had  three  addresses  from 
Edson,  but  could  get  no  response  from  any  of  them.  Wrhether  he  is  run- 
ning a  World's  Fair  "paper"  hotel  or  working  some  other  shady  trick 
that  he  learned  from  Oilman  when  they  were  rooming  together  freshman 
year,  I  can't  tell. 

When  I  was  East,  last  summer,  I  saw  C.  F.  Abbott  for  a  few  mo- 
ments, and  I  spent  a  pleasant  evening  with  Ladd.  I  have  seen  no  other 
'91  men  since  graduation.  The  Dartmouth  reunion  is  to  be  Aug.  1  6  (I 
think)  at  the  New  Hampshire  house  at  the  Fair,  and  I  shall  try  to  be  in 
Chicago  at  that  time.  I  hope  that  every  '91  man  in  the  city  at  that  time 
will  either  come  and  see  me  or  make  his  presence  known,  so  that  I  may 
hunt  him  up. 


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My  address  is  as  given  at  the  beginning  of  this  letter.  I  am  still  in 
the  Township  High  School,  but  have  been  doing  some  post-graduate  work 
at  Northwestern  during  the  year.  I  shall  probably  be  here  next  year, 
and  expect  to  attend  the  reunion  in  '93. 

Very  sincerely  yours, 

EUGENE  D.  BURBANK. 

P.  S.  If  I  were  a  betting  man,  I  would  be  willing  to  wager  a  good 
deal  that  you  will  have  to  write  twice  to  C.  M.,  three  times  to  Ladd,  and 
that  you  will  never  hear  from  Slugger.  e.   d.   b. 


G*S 


LaCrosse,  Wis.,  June  20. 

I  have  spent  the  past  two  years  in  teaching  and  tutoring.  I  hope 
to  see  many  of  my  classmates  at  Commencement  and  during  the  summer. 

When  we  meet  again  it  will  be  to  draw  tighter  the  bonds  of 
friendship  in  our  common  affliction.  Louis  Pollens  has  been  taken  from 
us  by  Divine  Providence.  The  beauty  of  his  character  would  not  have 
been  strengthened  by  a  longer  sojourn  with  us.  His  ideals  were  lofty. 
His  strong  convictions  and  unswerving  sense  of  duty  enabled  him  to  live 
the  truth  as  he  saw  it.  The  highest  type  of  manliness  he  possessed  ;  an 
unselfishness  that  gave  him  a  dignity  that  was  felt  by  all  who  knew  him  ; 
a  mind  so  broad  that  the  temptations  of  popularity  and  its  transitory 
rewards  could  not  confuse  it. 

Yet  the  loss  of  those  who  never  knew  him  or  caught  a  ray  of  his 
heroism,  or  felt  the  inspiration  of  his  soul — their  loss  is  by  far  the  greater. 
His  home  life  was  beautiful ;  it  was  in  the  honoring  of  his  parents  and  in 
the  fulfilment  of  his  duties  as  a  son  that  he  took  the  highest  pride.  A 
brilliant  future  extended  before  him.  A  constructive  Christian  scholar, 
whose  honest  achievement  and  high  standard  of  criticism  would  have  been 
of  signal  value  to  the  world  in  his  chosen  field  of  study.  He  had  a  manly 
modesty  that  concealed  from  the  majority  of  his  college-mates  his  rare 
physical  endowments  which  would  have  rendered  him  an  easy  leader  in 
athletics.  Moral  strength  was  what  he  cultivated  and  a  principle  once 
accepted  was  adhered  to  with  all  the  self-sacrifice  and  bravery  with  which 
his  ancestors  defended  their  rights  and  liberties.  He  was  a  perfect 
gentleman  and  during  the  years  of  our  friendship  I  never  heard  him  give 
utterance  to  an  unworthy  thought.  His  mind  was  pure  ;  he  never  stooped 
to  an  action  base  or  low.  An  untiring  champion  of  merit,  many  an 
unfortunate  was  aided  by  his  sympathy.  He  beheld  honest  purpose  and 
unveiled  hypocrisy  as  by  unerring  instinct.      He  never  compromised. 

In  the  death  of  Louis  Pollens,  Dartmouth  loses  a  noble  and  patriotic 
son  and  many  of  us  a  faithful,  loving  friend.  In  all  our  lives  he  lives  and 
ever  will,  perchance  a  part  of  all  the  good  to  be  achieved.      The  cherished 


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memory  of  our  beloved  classmate  will  always  bless  our  lives  and  friend- 
ships by  its  hallowed  presence. 

"Thrice  blest  whose  lives  are  faithful  prayers, 
Whose  loves  in  higher  love  endure." 

LOUIS  JOSEPH  CAMPBELL. 

Western  Electric  Co.,  New  York,  May  1. 

A  year  has  passed  and  yet  there  is  very  little  for  me  to  report  in 
addition  to  what  I  wrote  last  year ;  my  life  and  prospects  are  about  the 
same  as  then — only  slightly  modified  by  the  passage  of  time.  A  tedious 
sickness  has  removed  from  the  record  of  my  year  12  weeks,  which  conse- 
quently contain  no  item  of  interest,  and  the  balance  of  the  time  has  been 
devoted  to  a  close  application  to  business,  with  only  the  relaxation  which 
chance  has  thrown  in  my  way. 

Of  classmates  I  have  seen  very  few.  DuBy  I  see  constantly  and  I 
roomed  with  him  for  several  weeks  ;  only  Dan  and  Dave  can  say  what  my 
life  was.  He  is  aging  rapidly  and  is  already  judged  to  be  at  least  35 
years  old  (but  don't  think  that  this  is  due  to  my  influence).  Pollens 
called  at  the  office  a  day  or  two  before  he  sailed  and  little  did  we  think  as 
we  bade  him  "Bon  voyage"  that  we  should  so  soon  hear  the  sad  news 
which  came  a  few  weeks  ago.  It  was  fitting  that  mention  of  his  death 
should  be  made  in  your  circular  letter. 

W.  T.  CARLETON. 


Hanover,  N.  H.,  May  13. 

I  am  still  in  Hanover  and  still  undecided  as  to  my  work  in  life.  I 
have  seen  quite  a  number  of  the  boys,  including  Bugbee  and  his  wife — 
why,  to  think  of  being  married  sometime  in  the  far  distant  future  almost 
appalls  me — Ladd,  Abit,  Rich,  George,  Hazen  and  others  too  numerous 
to  mention,  as  the  auction  bills  say.  I  shall  be  around  to  the  reunion  if 
possible.  John  Proctor  is  doing  well  at  Holderness,  though  he  says  it  is 
a  good  deal  of  a  strain  to  keep  on  his  best  behavior  all  the  time.  Kit 
Carson  is  here,  but  probably  his  studies  in  the  Medical  college  take  up 
his  time  so  he  could  not  write  you.  He  taught  in  Lyme  a  while  but 
got  tired  of  it.  The  college  is  awake  and  the  signs  point  to  an  improve- 
ment in  affairs. 

I  had  the  very  sad  privilege  of  attending  Louis  Pollens'  funeral.  I 
wish  there  could  have  been  more  '91  men  there.  A  number  of  the  boys 
wrote  letters  of  condolence  to  Prof,  and  Mrs.  Pollens  and  I  wish  to  assure 
them  that  their  thoughtfulness  was  greatly  appreciated. 

As  I  behold  the  different  classes  in  college  I  am  more  rejoiced  than 
ever  that  I  belonged  to  the  dear  old  class  of  '91. 

Here  is  good  luck  to  all  the  boys. 

Yours  truly,  WALTER  D.   COBB. 


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Danville,  N.  H.,  May  12. 

As  you  see,  I  am  still  here  at  home,  at  the  same  old  place  as  last 
year.  Do  you  want  to  know  what  I  am  doing?  Well,  "working  in  a 
saw-mill,"  as  I  have  told  some  of  you  a  hundred  times  or  less.  If  any 
of  you  happen  this  way  I  will  prove  it  to  you  ;  not,  however,  by  actual 
work,  for  that  would  be  promising  more  than  I  would  want  to  fulfil,  as 
you  all  know. 

Being  situated,  as  Tewksbury  says,  ten  miles  from  everywhere,  of 
course  I  have  not  had  a  very  good  opportunity  for  meeting  many  of  the 
class,  as  I  suppose  it  is  very  seldom  that  any  of  you  get  so  far  as  that  out 
of  the  universe.  Still,  I  have  met  during  the  year,  Richardson,  Allison 
and  Plummer,  and  I  believe  that  is  all.  Oh  no,  I  did  find  our  treasurer 
wandering  about  the  streets  of  Boston,  one  day  last  fall.  At  first,  I  was 
afraid  that  he  might  be  getting  a  little  reckless,  but  I  kept  in  his  com- 
pany several  hours  and  can  answer  for  his  conduct  during  that  time  ; 
what  he  did  before  we  met  or  after  we  parted,  I  know  not ;  however,  we 
will  hope  for  the  best. 

As  for  the  reunion  next  year,  it  is  altogether  too  far  ahead  for  me  to 
say  or  think  much  about  it.  If  it  is  so  I  can  attend  without  too  much 
inconvenience,  I  shall  surely  do  so. 

I  know  of  nothing  now  why  I  shall  not  remain  here  at  home  another 
year.  By  no  means  do  I  regard  it  the  worst  place  or  the  poorest  occupa- 
tion I  might  be  in.  In  fact,  I  enjoy  it  very  well.  I  know  it  is  not  as 
high-toned  nor  as  attractive  as  many  other  positions  out  in  the  world, 
which  I  expect  many  of  you  are  filling,  and  filling  worthily.  But,  at 
least,  it  furnishes  an  opportunity  for  earning  a  living  by  good,  honest 
work  ;  and  if  one  even  does  that  I  reckon  it  not  so  very  bad  in  a  world  of 
so  much  fraud  and  deception.  Please  do  not  understand  that  such  is  my 
ideal  of  a  life-work,  for  it  is  not.  I  am  hoping  for  something  better,  as  I 
presume  you  all  may  be  doing. 

I  shall  look  eagerly  for  the  appearance  of  the  report. 

Sincerely  yours,  H.  E.  COLBY. 

Western  Electric  Co.,  New  York,  April  24. 

Your  circular  letter  of  the  6th  inst.  came  duly  to  hand  and  satisfied 
me  that  your  conjugal  responsibilities  have  not  as  yet  enticed  you  away 
from  your  less  interesting  official  duties  as  class  secretary. 

My  address  and  business  have  not  changed.  I  am  still  working  at 
the  foundation,  which  is  only  another  way  of  saying  I  haven't  yet  reached 
that  part  of  the  ladder  where  those  who  know  about  it  say  there  is  plenty 
of  room.  As  you  know,  I  am  in  the  commercial  or  financial  part  of  this 
business,  as  distinguished  from  the  scientific  or  technical.  I  find,  however, 
that  some  of  the  principles  I  imbibed  (heaven  knows  how)  from  the 
physical  laboratory  at  Hanover  have  been  useful. 


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The  business  is  a  good  one,  but  some  deluded  people  of  my 
acquaintance  who  think  any  one  in  it  ought  to  be  getting  rich  out  of  "its 
wonderful  possibilities,"  etc.,  should  try  it  long  enough  to  find  out  that  it 
is  practically  the  same  as  being  in  any  mercantile  business,  so  far  as  salary 
and  advancement  are  concerned. 

With  regard  to  next  year's  reunion,  my  present  intention  is  to  go. 
I  might  mention  incidentally  that  I  stopped  in  Hanover  last  winter  a  few 
hours,  but  only  found  about  a  dozen  who  remembered  me,  so  I  concluded 
that  I  was  a  "back  number"  and  had  better  not  call  again  until  I  could 
meet  some  one  else  who  dated  back  to  the  halcyon  days  of  '91. 

I  have  seen  (1)  Dan  Richardson,  of  whom  I  know  no  evil  except 
that  he  is  a  wretched  correspondent ;  (2)  Dave  Trull,  who  has  since  been 
sick  and  raised  whiskers  ;  (I  don't  know  which  was  cause  and  which  effect 
but  presume  the  whiskers  and  sickness  have  some  such  connection  ;)  (3) 
Tewky,  who  has  not  yet  shown  to  his  expectant  friends  the  famous  "  bath- 
tub, pretty  girl,  fireplace  and  little  house  ;"  I  believe  that  is  the  order  of 
his  choice  ;  (4)  John  Abbott,  who  plays  on  the  Harvard  ball  team,  visits 
West  Randolph  and  incidentally  studies  law  ;  (5)  Carleton,  whom  I  see 
every  day  ;  he  is  a  social  success  in  polite  Brooklyn  society  but  has  not 
as  yet  surrendered  his  heart  and  hand  to  any  of  the  beautiful  maidens 
who  continually  fall  victims  to  the  persuasive  arts  and  Chesterfieldian 
graces  of  this  "gay  Lothario;"  (6)  Ferda  Fish,  who  I  hear  is  going  to 
Chicago  to  convert  the  World's  fair,  this  summer;  (7)  Louis  Pollens, 
from  whom  I  parted  just  as  he  started  for  the  ship  on  his  last  trip  abroad. 
I  little  thought  that  I  should  never  see  him  again.  His  was  a  strongly 
moral  and  Christian  character.  How  many  of  us  would  be  as  well  pre- 
pared to  meet  the  Great  Reaper  in  such  sudden  fashion  ?  I  should  men- 
tion, also,  that  I  saw  Billy  Bailey  at  the  time  of  the  Columbian  celebration 
here  last  fall  and  had  a  pleasant  chat  with  him. 

I  want  to  close  with  a  gentle  reminder  to  all  my  classmates  that  the 
offices  of  this  company  are  conveniently  located  for  callers  and  Carleton 
and  I  will  be  very  glad  to  see  any  or  all  of  you  at  any  time. 

Yours  truly,  C.   G.   DuBOIS. 

491  Washington  Boulevard,  Chicago,  III.,  May  29. 

I  must  expect  a  second  appeal  shortly  if  I  do  not  respond  to  your 
circular  at  once.  As  I  took  up  so  much  of  your  space  last  year,  1  will  be 
brief  this  time  that  others  may  be  heard  from. 

Traveled  for  Ginn  &  Co.  June,  July,  August  and  September  of  last 
summer.  The  latter  part  of  October  I  came  to  Chicago,  where  I  have 
since  been  located.  Have  done  some  newspaper  work  here  but  am  at 
present  with  the  United  States  Express  Company.  Am  working  nights, 
which  enables  me  to  visit  the  World's  Fair  as  much  as  I  please — an 
opportunity  which  I  am  improving.  And,  by  the  way,  I  advise  all  the 
boys  to  take  in  the  "  greatest  show  on  earth."      It  is  an  expenditure  of 


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time  and  money  well  worth  making.  "  Tewky"  took  in  the  whole  show 
in  a  week.  "  Squash,"  John  and  Sid,  whom  1  met,  have  also  visited  the 
great  exposition.  Have  been  within  12  miles  of  Hurbank  for  the  past 
seven  months  and  have  caught  sight  of  him  just  once.  Others  whom  I 
have  met  since  last  June  are  Kibbey  in  Worcester,  Trull  in  Boston  and 
C.  M.  Smith  in  Rutland,  Vt. 

As  to  "  lies,  rumors  and  facts  "  about  various  matters,  I  will  forbear. 
My  letter  of  last  year  partook  too  much  of  the  nature  of  my  class  history. 
As  to  myself,  will  say  that  my  "given"  name  has  no  more  application 
now  than  it  ever  had,  nor  does  there  seem  to  be  any  prospect  of  it.  The 
class  secretary  seems  to  have  the  lead  in  that  direction  ;  but  then,  he  was 
always  the  best  man  of  the  class  in  a  race. 

My  work  for  the  coming  year  is  yet  undecided.  Hoping  the  boys 
who  visit  Chicago  this  summer  (and  of  course  every  one  does)  will  look 
me  up,  I  remain  Sincerely  yours, 

M.   O.   EDSOX. 

West  Randolph,  Vt.,  April  26. 
My  main  business  is  reading  and  studying,  etc.,  in  a  general  way, 
by  myself.      Hope  to  attend  the  reunion  next  year. 

On  March  eighth,  I  attended  the  meeting  at  Montpelier,  Vt.,  at 
which  an  association  was  formed  and  a  constitution  adopted,  of  the  Dart- 
mouth Alumni  of  the  State  of  Vermont.  Twenty-five  partook  of  the 
banquet  in  the  evening,  and  the  after-speeches  revealed  a  deep  interest, 
on  the  part  of  all,  for  the  prosperity  of  our  Ahna  Mater.  Conant  and  C. 
A.  Smith  were  also  at  the  meeting.  Have  seen  some  of  the  class.  John 
Abbott  comes  up  to  West  Randolph  occasionally. 

Yours  truly, 

F.   P.   FISH,  Treasurer  '91,  D.  C. 

Windsor,  Vt.,  June  5. 
I  have  no  report  to  make.  If  you  think  it  worth  while,  you  may 
put  in  your  report  "George  is  still  in  Windsor  and  expects  to  remain 
there  another  year,"  You  know  there  is  nothing  of  interest  in  a  teacher's 
career;  for  those  who  are  teaching  know  how  it  is  and  those  who  are  not 
don't  care. a  whit.  I  hope  arrangements  will  be  made  for  a  grand  reunion 
next  year.  Truly, 

GUY  GEORGE. 

Andover,  Mass.,  June  3. 
I  sympathize  with  your  trials  in  getting  track  of  the  members  of  '91 
and  rejoice  that  I  am  able  to  do  my  part  with  such  alacrity.      Of  course, 
I  waited  for  you  to  write  twice  for  it  wouldn't  seem  that  you  were  really 
in  earnest  unless  you  did. 


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I  have  a  great  deal  to  say  about  myself  but  since  that  will  not  be 
an  interesting  subject  to  others,  I  shall  make  it  as  brief  as  possible.  I 
have  been  at  the  seminary  for  the  second  year  and  am  glad  to  say  that  I 
am  still  a  Christian — although  the  council  I  went  before  the  other  day  did 
not  feel  sure  of  it  and  I  must  see  them  again — and  that  is  something  for 
a  theolog  to  say.  I  have  not  done  much  solid  work  during  the  year,  for 
my  health  was  not  good.  I  am  much  better  and  have  taken  a  church  for 
the  coming  year  at  Newcastle,  N.  H. 

I  have  not  seen  many  of  the  fellows  and  they  will  be  able  to  tell 
about  themselves.  I  am  expecting  to  be  at  the  reunion  next  year.  I 
have  nothing  to  report  concerning  matrimony  except  that  I  do  not  need 
anything  of  the  kind,  since  I  am  able  to  board  myself  and  make  my  own 
bread. 

I  have  a  new  pneumatic  bicycle  and  am  more  interested  in  that  than 
I  am  in  theology — I  mean  the  dogmatic  kind. 

I  hope  this  will  find  you  in  a  state  of  mind  that  is  consonant  with 
your  peculiar  function  and  the  ease  with  which  it  is  performed.  My 
address  will  be  as  above  for  the  most  of  the  time,  but  for  vacation  it  will 
be  Randolph,  Vt.,  for  five  weeks,  and  Newcastle,  N.  H.,  for  the  rest. 

B.  S.   GILMAN. 

G»fcs 

Kimball  Union  Academy,  Meriden,  N.  H. 

As  I  look  from  my  window  this  7th  of  May  and  see  patches  of  snow 
on  the  hillsides  and  the  trees  still  destitute  of  foliage,  I  hope  that  our 
secretary's  letter  urging  us  to  be  prompt  in  replying  won't  have  the  same 
effect  upon  us  as  his  effusion  on  spring  seems  to  have  had  upon  Mother 
Nature. 

Occasionally  it  has  been  my  good  fortune  to  meet  a  classmate  during 
the  past  year.  Kibbey  frequently  passes  through  White  River  Junction 
during  vacations,  but  I  have  never  been  able  to  prevail  upon  him  to  stop 
over  a  train,  even,  with  me  ;  as  for  reasons  why,  etc.,  I  trust  that  "  Kib." 
will  speak  for  himself. 

I  expect  to  complete  my  work  here  in  June  and  am  thinking  of 
taking  a  course  in  Latin  in  some  graduate  school  next  year,  probably  at 
Harvard.  Further  than  this  I  haven't  planned,  but  I  expect  to  continue 
teaching.  I  am  fully  convinced  that  it  is  a  great  profession  and  that 
there  is  going  to  be  plenty  of  room  for  men  who  know  how  to  teach. 

Hoping  to  be  able  to  meet  many  of  you  in  our  reunion  of  next  year, 
I  remain  Yours  sincerely, 

TRYING  A.   HAZEN. 


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Secretary's  Office,  College  of  Medicine  and  Surgery, 

Minneapolis,  June  5. 

This  year  has  been  a  rather  uneventful  one  for  me,  as  I  have  simply 
continued  in  my  medical  studies  and  can  now  see  my  way  clear  to  an 
M.  D.,  if  I  don't  get  led  astray  next  year.  I  have  enjoyed  this  year  very 
much,  in  fact,  I  am  at  last  becoming  attached  to  this  western  country. 

I  have  been  a  sort  of  assistant  to  the  dean  of  the  medical  college  and 
also  librarian  of  the  medical  library,  which  has  managed  to  net  me 
enough  to  pay  all  of  my  expenses,  medical,  incidental  and  otherwise. 
This  position  I  will  have  next  year,  in  all  probability.  This  spring  I 
played  third  base  on  the  University  of  Minnesota  ball  team.  We  were 
in  a  league  with  Michigan,  Northwestern  and  Wisconsin,  which  necessi- 
tated quite  an  extensive  and  pleasant  trip.  While  on  this  trip,  I  tried  to 
find  our  genial  Burbank,  the  mercenary  Isaac  ;  but,  unfortunately,  I  could 
not,  for  he  had  gone  to  the  World's  Fair,  where  he  is  a  constant  attendant 
at  the  "  Beauty  show"  (so  I  learned).  Ask  the  Tyrolese  maiden  if  she 
knows  one  Isaac  with  dark  eyes  and  pointed  beard. 

I  enquired  around  Evanston  about  Prof.  Burbank,  and  every  one 
seemed  to  know  him.  They,  one  and  all,  said  that  he  was  very  popular 
with  the  young  ladies,  which  did  not  surprise  me  in  the  least ;  I  under- 
stand, however,  that  one  of  his  colleagues  in  pedagogy,  a  dark-eyed 
damsel,  has  the  inside  track  to  Burb's  heart.  Sammy  Holton,  now  of 
aldermanic  proportions,  I  hear  from  occasionally  ;  he  reports  great  con- 
quests in  Ohio.  He  has  worked  that  Lebanon  glance,  which  created 
such  a  sensation  in  Leb.,  and  I  understand  that  soon  there  is  to  be  a 
"  tie-up  "  in  Springfield  ;  watch  the  matrimonial  bulletins.  Tom  Bailey, 
the  slick  youth  of  Nashua,  has  been  strictly  in  it  this  winter,  so  I  have 
heard.  He  has  introduced  Progressive  Dutch  Seaside  parties,  with  Lim- 
burger  on  the  side,  which  I  understand  have  been  a  great  success.  John 
Abit,  he  who  used  to  fondle  the  Norwich  gum-chewers,  has  at  last  suc- 
cumbed to  a  Smith  college  fair  one ;  "  DuBy,"  you  must  get  John  on  the 
West  Randolph  trail  again  or  we  are  lost.  This  is  about  all  that  I  can 
write,  for  my  contact  with  the  fellows,  either  by  letter  or  in  person,  has 
been  so  limited  that  I  could  not  write  any  more  without  "dallying  with 
veracity  "  too  much  ;    and  this,  as  an  honest  man,  I  never  would  do. 

Wishing  all  the  fellows  in  '91  the  best  of  fortune,  I  am 
Sincerely  yours  in  Old  Dartmouth, 

A.  C.   HEATH. 
620  Central  Park  E,  St.  Paul,  Minn. 

P.  S.      Brace  up,  some  of  you  fellows,  and  write  me. 

Springfield,  O.,  May  11. 
The  past  year  has  brought  plenty  of  experience,  considerable  hard 
work,  a  great  many  pleasant  acquaintances  and  numerous  good    times. 
Right  here,  I  want  to  say  that  this  state  is  a  good  place  for  eastern,  and 


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especially  Dartmouth,  men.  The  people  are  plain  and  straightforward, 
free  from  any  of  that  shabby  aristocracy  we  find  in  some  sections  of  the 
country,  and  a  stranger  is  given  the  heartiest  of  welcomes,  both  in  busi- 
ness and  social  circles.  Young  men  are  holding  the  most  responsible 
positions,  the  mayor  and  majority  of  the  officials  of  this  city,  the  sixth  in 
size  in  the  state,  being  men  under  35  years  of  age.  Young  professional 
men  seem  to  take  a  higher  standing  in  the  community  than  men  of  the 
same  age  and  experience  enjoy  in  the  older  and  more  fully  developed 
eastern  states.  I  can  still  agree  with  that  grand  old  disciple  of 
Democracy,  Horace  Greeley,  when  he  advised  young  men  to  go  West. 

Dartmouth,  while  it  is  not  as  well  represented  by  alumni  as  some  of 
the  larger  eastern  colleges,  is  well  known  and  well  thought  of  in  this  sec- 
tion of  the  country  and,  thanks  to  the  hustling  manufacturers  of  that 
famous  remedy  for  that  "  tired  feeling,"  etc.,  Paine's  Celery  Compound, 
is  perhaps  the  best  advertised  of  any  of  the  eastern  colleges. 

Pond  is  the  only  classmate  I  have  had  the  pleasure  of  seeing  during 
the  past  year.  He  is  still  at  Dayton,  and  is  at  his  old  tricks  of  playing 
the  dickens  with  the  susceptible  hearts  of  the  dear  creatures  of  his  city, 
which  city,  by  the  way,  is  especially  noted  for  the  beauty  and  style  of  its 
fair  sex.  When  he  becomes  a  little  tired  of  his  local  contests,  he  makes 
a  trip  up  here  and  then  some  girl  I  have  spent  months  on  educating  up 
to  the  idea  that  I  am  the  only  one  worth  living  for,  meets  our  handsome 
classmate,  and  I  am  no  more  in  it  than  I  was  at  Leb.  after  I  had  made 
that  Mecca  of  Dartmouth  men  a  visit  in  company  with  B.  Heath.  To 
be  more  serious,  though,  Pond  is  really  doing  well  and  has  a  good  posi- 
tion in  the  best  bank  in  Dayton,  and  is  as  prominent  as  any  man  of  his 
age  there  in  business,  social  and  religious  circles. 

Now  for  news  that  has  reached  me  by  letter  or  otherwise. 

B.  Heath  is,  I  understand,  a  new  man  ;  does  not  smoke,  plugs  all 
the  time,  and  is  fast  becoming  as  much  like  our  worthy  classmate,  Fish, 
as  his  devilish  nature  will  permit.  All  this  I  learn  from  what  he  says, 
and  would  not  care  to  vouch  for.  The  reunion  will  show  how  sincere  he 
is,  and  I  trust  that  he  is  sincere,  for  often  have  I  talked  to  him  with  tears 
in  my  eyes,  on  the  error  of  his  ways. 

In  regard  to  that  other  worthy,  Billy  Bailey,  silence  is  golden,  for  I 
fear  that  he  is  the  same  fat  rascal  as  of  yore.  Bailey's  letters  are  full  of 
blue  eyes,  golden  hair,  probably  bleached  if  the  truth  were  but  known, 
and  little  moonlight  boat  rides  on  the  river,  each  time  with  a  new  victim, 
and  the  assurance  that  at  last  he  has  met  the  future  Mrs.  Bailey.  How- 
ever, as  he  is  under  the  restraining  hand  of  that  most  excellent  gentleman, 
William  Bailey,  Sr.,  there  is  hope  that  he  will  do  nothing  rash  until  he 
reaches  the  years  of  discretion,  which  time  must  bring,  even  to  Wm. 

Of  and  from  the  rest  of  the  boys  I  have  heard  little,  and  others  will 
better  give  their  record  for  the  past  year  than  myself.  That  it  has  been 
a  pure  and  good  record  I  am  sure,  for '9 1  was  composed  of  better  material 
than  many  or  any  of  us  realized. 


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Concerning  myself,  there  is  little  to  write.  I  expect  to  leave  here 
soon  and  go  to  Indianapolis,  as  manager  of  the  Universal  Mercantile 
Agency,  in  which  I  am  interested  as  a  stockholder,  and  am  one  of  seven 
directors.  In  the  fall  I  expect  to  leave  there  and  go  to  some  other  city, 
probably  Denver,  and  shall  be  engaged  in  the  work  of  establishing  new 
offices  from  time  to  time,  as  the  Agency  grows.  The  nature  of  the  work 
done  by  this  company  is  the  same,  or-  nearly  So,  as  Dun's  and  Brad- 
street's.  I  have  done  little  in  a  religious  way  the  past  year,  except  to 
attend  church  regularly.  Have  taken  a  little  interest  in  local  politics,  and 
was  a  representative  for  my  party  on  the  board  of  elections  this  spring. 

Socially  and    concerning    matrimonial   prospects .       Physically,   I 

find  that  the  climate  and  the  water  agree  with  me,  and  I  weigh  160 
pounds,  measure  37  inches  around  the  waist,  have  cut  off  the  heavy 
growth  on  my  upper  lip,  and  am  said  to  be  a  dead  ringer  for  Hon.  Wm. 
Nye  ;  and  you  may  be  able  to  judge  of  the  beauty  of  my  physical  appear- 
ance from  the  newspaper  cuts  of  that  much-abused  gentleman. 

The  sad  news  of  poor  Pollens'  death  was  to  me  a  great  shock.  I 
knew  him  when  we  both  wore  dresses,  and  from  that  time  until  gradua- 
tion never  knew  a  mean  or  dishonorable  act  for  which  he  could  be  held 
responsible.  Every  man  in  the  class  has  lost  a  true  friend  and  a  most 
loyal  classmate. 

Trusting  this  letter  will  reach  you  in  ample  time,  and  with  the  best 
of  wishes  for  yourself  and  every  member  of  the  class,  I  am 

Yours  in  '91,  SAM  HOLTON. 

P.  S.  When  you  ask  me  if  I  intend  to  attend  the  reunion,  I  am 
forced  to  reply  by  that  old,  but  expressive  cross-question,  "  Does  a  duck 
swim  ?  " 

<afe> 

Millbtjry,  Mass.,  April  24. 

I  am  glad  you  are  going  to  give  us  another  class  record  and  I  only 
wish  I  had  more  to  contribute  to  it.  You  will  have  to  let  my  last  year's 
letter  make  up  for  both,  for,  if  I  remember  rightly,  it  was  the  longest  of 
any  of  them.  And  in  truth,  if  you,  my  classmates,  will  but  change  the 
date  to  a  year  later,  you  can  then  read  in  that  letter  a  nearly  correct 
account  of  what  has  happened  to  me  since,  though,  to  be  sure,  my  last 
year  has  been  broken  into  a  great  deal  by  sickness  and,  in  fact,  as  I  write 
I  am  not  yet  wholly  recovered  from  a  sick  bed,  which  attack  has  kept  me 
a  close  prisoner  since  the  last  day  of  March.  It  is,  or  was  up  to  last 
November,  the  most  unusual  thing  one  could  think  of  for  me  to  be  sick, 
so  I  can  appreciate  it  better  as  a  novelty.  I  must  close  now,  for  it  tires 
me  to  write  even  this,  and  besides,  I  can  say  no  more  than  I  have. 

I  send  greetings  to  all  the  boys  of  '91. 
Yours  very  truly, 

HERBERT  S.   HOPKINS,  '91. 


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Highland  Military  Academy,  | 
Worcester,  Mass.,  April  15.  j 

It  is  with  much  eagerness  that  I  look  forward  to  the  next  issue  of 
our  class  report.  It  has  not  been  my  good  fortune  to  meet  many  '91  men 
during  the  past  year  and  I  am,  consequently,  in  ignorance  as  to  their 
locations  and  occupations.  I  am  about  to  complete  my  second  year  in 
this  school  as  instructor  in  English,  elocution,  French  and  German. 
While  the  profession  of  a  teacher  is  not  without  its  annoyances,  I  can  say 
that  I  derive  much  satisfaction  and  pleasure  from  the  contact  with  books, 
which  the  occupation  allows  and  demands. 

It  is  my  intention  to  continue  for  a  time  as  I  have  begun,  but  I 
cannot  tell  yet  where  I  shall  be  located  next  year.  I  have  met  but  two 
or  three  classmates  this  year,  but  I  shall  expect  to  meet  many  of  them  at 
our  reunion  next  year. 

For  all  "  lies,  rumors  and  facts  "  about  my  matrimonial  prospects, 
please  refer  to  Bugbee. 

I  would  extend  a  hand  of  welcome  to  those  who  have  joined  the 
class  as  associate  members  during  the  year,  as  well  as  to  all  prospective 
members  for  the  coming  year. 

It  was  with  much  sadness  that  I  learned  of  the  death  of  Louis 
Pollens,  for  by  his  death  we  lose  a  true  and  noble  man. 

I  shall  be  glad  to  see  any  members  of  '91  who  may  chance  to  pass 
this  way.  Your  classmate, 

H.   H.  KIBBEY. 

HOLDERNESS    SCHOOL,   PLYMOUTH,  N.    H.,   May   1. 

As  usual,  I  am  coming  in  on  the  sixteenth  toll,  it  being  1 1  o'clock 
P.  M.  of  the  last  day  set  for  our  answers  to  be  in.  I  warrant  I  am  not 
the  last  man,  however,  this  time. 

Facts,  rumors  or  lies  about  '91  men  are  quite  unknown  to  the 
peaceful  oblivion  of  my  schoolmaster's  life  here.  If  I  should  write  all  I 
know,  it  would  be  simply  a  personal  biography  of  our  esteemed  classmate, 
John  Proctor — interesting,  perhaps,  as  Sunday  school  literature,  but  no 
material  for  a  class  report  if  you  want  something  spicy.  "  Mr.  Proctor  " 
inculcates  mathematics,  directs  the  music,  is  preached  about  in  sermons  as 
a  man  who  never  smokes,  and  frowns  upon  slang  in  its  mildest  form. 

The  rest,  for  him  as  for  me,  is  the  routine  life  of  a  boarding  school 
master — getting  up  at  7  and  going  to  bed  at  midnight  or  earlier,  and  on 
duty  all  the  time  between — either  presiding  at  meals,  or  teaching,  or 
nursing  the  sick,  or  pretending  to  be  an  athlete,  or  telling  ghost  stories, 
or  ferreting  out  some  deep-laid  scheme  of  schoolboy  villainy.  I  find  the 
life  very  pleasant  and  expect  to  stick  to  teaching  for  the  present,  at  least. 
Our  colleagues  on  the  faculty  are  two  of  the  finest  fellows  imaginable — 
one  from  Trinity  and  the  other  a  Cornell  man.      The  rector  of  the  school, 


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who    was  elected  only  this  year  and  is  making  a  great  success  of  the 
school,  does  everything  in  his  power  to  make  it  pleasant  for  us, 

John,  of  course,  discourses  sweet  music  and  mathematics  with  his 
accustomed  skill.  I  have  developed  into  a  baseball  player,  who  redeems 
my  errors  on  the  field  by  talking  wisely  of  John  Abbott  (and  C.  F.)  and 
Squash  and  Guy  George  and  our  other  athletic  stars.  I  also  set  up  for 
an  authority  in  French  and  chemistry  and  botany  and  kindred  subjects,  in 
which  I  shouldn't  want  anybody  to  ask  me  questions  too  far  ahead  of  the 
rest  of  the  class. 

Of  course  we  are  all  going  to  stay  with  "  Buro."  when  we  go  out  to 
the  World's  Fair,  aren't  we  ?  I  saw  Burb.  last  summer,  who  is  as 
enthusiastic  as  ever  over  Dartmouth  and '91  and  Grover  Cleveland  and  all 
other  good  things.  We  had  a  great  time  together  and  I  hope  this  will 
remind  him  of  his  broken  pledge  to  tear  himself  away  from  bugs  and 
butterflies  and  such  zoological  attractions  and  find  half  an  hour  to  write 
to  me  during  the  year.  Alas,  I  fear  me  something  more  alluring  than  a 
butterfly  is  receiving  Burb.'s  devotion.  Can  any  of  the  secretary's  cor- 
respondents enlighten  us  on  that  subject? 

Perhaps  you  see  what  I  am  leading  up  to,  Mr.  Secretary.  How 
safe  you  are  now  in  gathering  grinds  on  your  unmarried  classmates  !  I 
congratulate  you  that  you  can  henceforth  solicit  and  publish  "  lies,  rumors 
and  facts  "  about  the  "  matrimonial  prospects  "  of  the  class  without  involv- 
ing yourself.  I  presume  there  are  other  grounds  for  congratulation,  but 
I  leave  that  to  the  '91  men  who  have  taken  a  similar  leap  to  your  own 
and  whose  congratulations  will  be  founded  on  experience.  Will  Tewky 
or  Ferda  Fish  or  Sammy  Holton  be  the  next  one  to  fall  by  the  way  ? 

I  hope  to  be  at  the  reunion  and  certainly  shall  if  it  is  possible. 

I  have  not  been  in  Hanover  for  more  than  a  few  hours  this  college 
year.  I  went  over  a  few  weeks  ago  to  the  funeral  of  Louis  Pollens.  It 
was  a  very  sad  occasion.  The  funeral  was  in  the  chapel  and  the  attend- 
ance was  large.  Prof.  Campbell  made  some  very  appropriate  remarks. 
The  death  must  have  come  to  all  the  class,  as  it  did  to  me,  as  a  great 
surprise  and  shock.  He  was  a  fellow  of  so  splendid  a  physique  and 
apparently  so  healthy,  it  seems  hardly  possible  that  he  is  the  first  of  our 
number  to  whom  death  has  come.  I  knew  him  more  intimately,  proba- 
bly, than  most  of  the  class.  I  never  knew  him  to  do  anything  mean  or 
low.  He  was,  as  The  Dartmouth  put  it,  "  in  moral  qualities  almost  a 
Puritan,"  and  such  fellows  are  by  no  means  too  plentiful  in  college  life. 

Send  the  report  to  Lancaster,  N.  H.,  which  is  my  permanent 
address.  I  expect  to  be  at  the  World's  Fair  in  July  and  hope  I  may  see 
some  of  the  fellows.  We  ought  to  turn  up  at  the  New  Hampshire  build- 
ing on  the  "  Dartmouth  Day."  Let  us  know  in  the  report  when  it  is,  if 
you  know.  Fraternally  yours  in  '91, 

WILLIAM   P.  LADD. 


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Mekiden,  Conn.,  June  4. 

The  letter  of  our  secretary,  containing  the  promise  of  another  class 
report,  finds  me  wondering  how  he  can  have  the  audacity  to  bring  out  a 
second  edition  of  so  realistic  a  novel. 

Information  was  it  ?  Well,  I  should  say  so  ;  a  real  encyclopedia  of 
contemporaneous  history. 

True  to  life  ?  Most  certainly.  How  could  it  be  anything  else,  when 
everything  we  thought  of,  everything  we  thought  not  of,  some  things  we 
dreamed  and  some  things  we  have  since  dreamed  about,  were  printed  in 
the  original  ?  And  now  we  are  asked  to  commit  ourselves  to  writing 
again  and  to  revise  our  answers  then  made.  Really  I  can't  do  it.  It  is 
asking  too  much  to  be  obliged  to  tell  the  truth  about  one's  self  two  years 
in  succession. 

If  only  our  secretary  would  select  choice  extracts  from  each  letter 
and  label  them  the  autobiography  of  so-and-so,  he  would  be  showing  (not 
only)  literary  art,  but  doing  a  kindness  to  his  forlorn  classmates. 

Well,  my  position  in  space  is  Meriden,  Conn.,  and  the  time  is 
Sunday.  You  may  think  I  live  here,  but  I  don't.  I  only  come  here 
because  it  is  quiet  and  when  I  have  to  be  lonesome  in  order  to  write  let- 
ters. My  work  is  with  D.  C.  Heath  &  Co.,  publishers,  and  they  give 
me  the  New  England  states  to  get  lost  in. 

Have  seen  a  large  number  of  the  fellows  and  hope  to  see  some  more 
in  Hanover  at  Commencement. 

Come  around  to  No.  5  Somerset  street,  Boston,  any  Saturday  and 
see  me. 

I  know  considerable  about  myself  that  I  wouldn't  tell  and  what  I 
would  tell,  you  wouldn't  want  to  know.  Am  neither  married,  want  to 
be,  or  ever  expect  to  be.      With  kind  wishes, 

I  am  sincerely  yours, 

EDWARD  LORD. 

Somerville,  Mass.,  April  10. 
Since  last  report,  I  have  been  putting  in  year  No.  2  at  the  Harvard 
Medical  school.  Going  down  Tremont  street  the  other  day,  I  saw  Kid 
(Barnard)  and  had  a  few  minutes'  talk.  He  is  just  running  the  "city" 
of  Franklin.  What  offices  he  doesn't  hold,  his  brother  does  for  him. 
Between  them,  they  are  police  judge,  milk  inspector,  on  the  water  (  ?  ? ) 
board,  etc.,  etc.  Kid  went  to  the  state  legislature  last  year  (clerk  on  one 
of  the  committees).  Allison  still  persists  in  wearing  Plummer's  shoes,  so 
I  hear  from  him  occasionally.  At  the  reception  of  President  Tucker  at 
the  Dartmouth  Lunch  Club  in  March,  I  saw  Wright,  Bailey  and  Barton. 
Woodcock  is  twirling  life  insurance  policies  on  State  street  (last  winter, 
at  least).  Yours, 

FRANK  W.  PLUMMER. 


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HoLDERNESS    SCHOOL,   PLYMOUTH,   N.   H.,  May   10. 

I  have  been  one  of  the  masters  here  through  this  year  and  have 
engaged  here  for  the  next.  My  branch  is  mathematics.  Billy  Ladd  is 
here  enjoying  the  dignity  of  senior  master.  He  does  great  work  and  is 
very  severe  with  myself  and  his  other  subordinates.  Carson  is  in  the 
medical  college  at  Dartmouth  and  Slugger  is  teaching,  private  tutoring, 
in  LaCrosse,  Wisconsin.  I  don't  know  about  any  one's  matrimonial 
prospects,  although  I  have  suspected  Billy  Ladd  of  evil  designs  of  that 
kind.      Have  no  ambition  in  that  direction  myself. 

Hope  that  '91  is  prospering  and  that  I  shall  have  the  pleasure  of 
seeing  some  of  it  next  commencement. 

Fraternally  yours, 

J.  H.   PROCTOR. 

Fitchburg,  Mass.,  June  30. 

Since  the  last  report  was  issued  I  have  joined  the  increasing  throng 
of  married  men.  Consequently  many  expect  a  disquisition  on  the 
subject,  Marriage  a  Failure.  But  I  have  none  to  offer.  I  would,  how- 
ever, advise  those  who  can  afford  to  to  marry. 

My  position  in  the  Fitchburg  schools  has  been  the  same  and  next 
year  I  have  an  increased  salary.  I  tried  bicycling  last  summer  and  went 
through  the  wilds  of  Vermont  and  New  Hampshire.  During  my  travels, 
1  called  on  Oilman,  who  was  busy  exterminating  potato  bugs  with  a  mix- 
ture of  Paris  green  and  theological  arguments.  He  borrowed  my  bicycle 
and  tore  his  pants.  I  met  Hazen  posting  Vermont  trees  with  superb  lies 
about  the  annual  cattleshow  of  that  state.  He  was  living  in  hopes  that 
in  the  dim  future  he  would  be  able  to  obtain  a  free  pass  to  that  Mecca  of 
Dartmouth  students,  Boston.  I  enjoyed  Tewky's  hospitality  for  several 
days.  In  many  ways  Ned  is  as  of  yore  ;  he  was  a  strong  Republican 
and  had  a  3x2  flag  in  front  of  his  house,  but  I  have  heard  that  the  returns 
of  the  elections  almost  prostrated  him.  In  addition  to  those  mentioned 
above,  I  have  seen  Guy  George,  Barnard,  Lord,  Abbott  and   Richardson. 

Since  January  I  have  served  as  superintendent  of  the  Rollstone 
Congregational  Sunday  school.  I  put  in  this  last  statement  as  it  seems 
proper  to  counterbalance  Fish's  extravagant  career  by  my  own  improved 
moral  character. 

I  hope  to  be  able  to  be  at  the  reunion  next  year.  Shall  be  if 
possible.  Yours  truly, 

F.  E.  ROWE. 

Chester,  Vt.,  April  16. 
Your  squib   would  arouse    any  scandal-monger,  but  as  I  am    still 
rushing  toward  a  legal  goal  I  will  steer  clear  of  any  slander  suits  and  not 
lie  as  Wattie  and  Willie  Wright  used  to  together. 


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As  for  myself,  I  resigned  my  political  snap  on  the  Lawrence  Board 
of  Health  (before  I  got  kicked  out  by  the  other  party)  to  accept  a  substi- 
tuting position  as  teacher  in  the  Lawrence  high  school,  and  only  three 
things  hindered  me  from  having  a  permanent  position,  viz  :  I  knew  too 
little  of  German  (Zwei  bier  only),  too  much  about  the  girls,  but  enough 
to  keep  away  from  such  a  position.  Whereupon  the  unkindly  goddess 
hustled  me  off  to  the  wilds  of  Vermont  to  take  charge  of  a  high  school, 
but,  alas,  bad  luck  followed  me  here.  I  found  upon  arriving  that  there 
were  two  school  committees,  each  claiming  to  run  the  school  and  each 
running  a  separate  school.  Nothing  loath,  I  and  my  assistant  proceeded 
to  teach  our  fifteen  scholars  and  the  other  teachers  their  fifteen,  and  fifteen 
undecided  sat  outside  on  the  fence.  First  round  closed  with  honors  easy, 
but  we  have  the  strength  and  staying  powers  to  win  in  the  end.  I  don't 
know  where  I  will  be  next.  If  Slugger  and  Wattie  don't  get  married,  I 
think  we  will  all  go  to  Brazil. 

Yours,  SKINBONE. 

West  Rutland,  Vt.,  May  2. 

The  past  year  has  been  very  much  like  the  year  before  it  with  me. 
A  good  part  of  the  summer  was  spent  in  Washington  on  account  of  the 
long  session.  I  was  at  home  during  the  fall  and  went  back  to  Washing- 
ton in  November.  The  winter  there  was  full  of  interest,  but  not  alto- 
gether pleasant  for  good  Republicans.  Dan  did  great  work,  as  usual, 
down  there  and  along  several  different  lines. 

We  hardly  thought  that  two  years  would  suffice  for  one  of  our 
number  to  get  into  the  White  House,  but  we  might  have  suspected  as 
much  of  O'Brien.  If  Bob  had  stuck  by  our  class,  I  have  little  doubt  he 
would  now  be  in  the  presidency  instead  of  next  door. 

I  returned  home  the  last  of  April,  and  expect  to  be  here  through  the 
coming  year,  with  a  welcome  for  any  stray  '91  man. 

CHARLES    MANLEY  SMITH. 

213  E.  Capitol  St.,  Washington,  D.  C,  May  15. 
During  the  current  year  I  have  been  teaching  in    the  business  high 
school  in  this  city  and  devoting  my  spare  time  to  the  study  of  law.     That 
tells  my  whole  story,   past,   present  and    future.      My    only    permanent 
address  is  Lebanon,  N.  H. 

Yours,  D.   L.   SMITH. 

Winchester,  N.  H.,   May  8. 
Your     touching     annual    appeal    for     an    epitome    of    my    actions, 
retrospective  and  introspective  and  extending  from  the  time  of  your  last 
most  scandalous  and  lamented  publication    down    even    to    the    present 
moment,  is  now  at  hand. 


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Knowing  from  bitter  experience  the  methods  by  which  you 
"construct  history,"  I  propose  to  take  "plenty  of  time,"  to  avoid  all 
in  median  res-ishness,  and  to  accurately,  perspicuously  and  succinctly 
unfold  the  startling  panorama  of  my  life,  which  like  a  "  great,  grand, 
gothic  structure "  has  been  pregnant  with  events.  I  shall  endeavor  to 
illumine  it  with  the  electric  search  light  of  an  iridescent,  opalescent  and 
diaphanous  diction,  to  construct  it  upon  the  latest  historical  basis,  to  point 
out  all  corollaries  and  antitheses,  to  allow  no  glaring  anachronism, 
anacoluthon  or  hysteron  proterou  to  discompose  its  homogeneity,  and,  in 
short,  to  render  it  the  incomparable  and  untouchable  model  of  the  nine- 
teenth century.  However,  upon  maturer  cogitation,  I  fear  that  so  many 
of  my  classmates  after  retiring  from  their  sedentary  and  studious  collegiate 
habits  may  have  suffered  a  diminution  of  the  accretions  of  gray  ganglia 
in  the  cerebellum  to  that  extent  of  being  unable  to  comprehend  or  appre- 
ciate mental  pabulum  of  such  merit,  so  without  further  ado  I  will 
dismount  Pegasus  and  "  come  off  the  perch." 

I  am  still  teaching  in  the  Winchester  high  school,  and  find  myself 
quite  in  love  with  the  vocation.  The  school  is  quite  well  equipped  and 
fits  for  college.  The  work  is  congenial  and  the  people  very  hospitable. 
My  salary  was  increased  $100  last  term  and  I  think  I  see  another  silver 
gleam  in  the  near  future. 

Not  many  of  the  Dartmouth  boys  pass  through  here,  but  Sabin  and 
French,  '93,  live  here,  so  by  means  of  them  and  The  Dartmouth,  I 
manage  to  keep  fairly  well  posted.  I  was  down  to  the  Hub  last  vacation 
and  was  more  than  ever  impressed  with  the  fact  that  it  was  and  is  essen- 
tially the  home  of  Dartmouth  men.  I  went  mainly  at  the  instance  of 
friends  to  look  after  "  Dave"  Trull  and  it  was  well  that  I  did.  "  If  I 
had  a  hundred  tongues  and  a  hundred  mouths  and  an  iron  voice,"  a  la 
^Eneas,  I  couldn't  begin  to  hint  at  the  depths  of  depravity  to  which  that 
"  Medic."  has  fallen.  However,  I  am  sure  my  visit  must  have  been 
beneficial  and  "While  there's  life  there's  hope."  "Dave"  treated  me 
right  royally  and  I  don't  wish  to  appear  ungrateful,  but  I  couldn't  help 
but  notice  how  the  companionship  of  "  DuBy  "  and  "  Rich  "  had  told  upon 
him.  I  shall  certainly  attend  the  reunion  next  year,  if  nothing  happens, 
and  hope  to  see  all  that  possibly  can  come,  back  once  more  in  our  old 
home.  I  am  intending  now  to  take  a  trip  up  near  the  Rangely  lakes  this 
vacation,  fishing  and  exploring,  and  get  around  to  commencement  exer- 
cises also.  Now  if  any  one  of  my  classmates  is  a  lover  of  the  rod  and 
wants  some  fine  fishing  about  that  time  and  will  write  me,  I  think  I  can 
put  him  in  the  way  of  having  some  royal  sport  at  no  very  great  cost. 

I  think  I  have  written  all  that  will  interest  and  now,  with  kind 
wishes  and  a  fraternal  handshake  with  all,  I  remain 

Sincerely,  W.   O.   SMITH. 

Box  218. 


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West  Randolph,  Vt.,  April  27. 

The  past  year  has  been  a  very  busy  and  pleasant  one  to  me.  I  am 
still  bookkeeper  for  A.  W.  Tewksbury  &  Sons,  lumber  manufacturers  and 
general  merchants.  I  enjoy  my  work  and  have  plenty  of  it.  I  took  a 
ten  days'  vacation  last  June  and  visited  Williamstown,  Mass.,  and  New 
York  City.  Saw  DuBy  and  Carleton  and  we  three  had  a  jolly  good  time. 
I  was  in  Hanover  last  fall. 

"  John  Abbott  has  been  in  town  visiting  his  classmate,  Edw. 
Tewksbury."  The  above  item  appears  in  the  Herald  and  Neivs  of 
Randolph  two  or  three  times  a  year.  There  seems  to  be  a  strong 
attraction  here  for  John.  I  am  never  surprised  to  see  John  walk  into  the 
store  with  a  hearty  "Well,  how  are  you,  Tewky  ?  "  and  with  a  good  hand 
shake  he  is  off  to  "  the  end  of  the  avenue  "  and  I  don't  see  him  again, 
and  I  don't  blame  John.  They  say  that  John  raves  about  those  bright 
eyes. 

Rowe  made  me  a  flying  visit  on  a  bicycle  last  summer.  He  looked 
as  thin  and  lank  as  a  bean-pole  without  any  beans  on  it.  1  saw  Guy 
George  last  summer,  on  our  way  to  the  great  Republican  rally  at  Burling- 
ton, Vt.  Ferda  P.  Fish  was  Prohibition  candidate  for  town  representa- 
tive and  received  thirteen  votes — an  unlucky  number. 

I  am  looking  forward  to  a  two  weeks'  trip  to  the  Columbian  Exposi- 
tion, the  18th  of  May.      Hope  to  run  across  some  of  the  boys. 

How  sad  it  is  that  our  ranks  should  be  broken  by  the  untimely 
death  of  our  beloved  classmate,  Louis  Pollens,  Jr. 

I  look  forward  with  pleasure  to  the  reunion  of  next  year  and  to  our 
annual  class  report.  Yours  truly, 

EDW.   WINGATE  TEWKSBURY. 

Frederick,  Md.,  June  6. 
Your  "  reminder"  has  just  been  forwarded  to  me.      Am  traveling  at 
present,    hence    the    delay  in  receiving    it.      Your    report  is,   no    doubt, 
already  printed. 

Shall  be  pleased  to  receive  the  report,  which  will  reach  me  if  sent  to 
Windsor,  Vt.,  P.  O.  Box  244. 

Yours  very  truly, 

CHARLES  B.   WARREN. 


Haverhill,  N.  H.,  May  15. 
Soon  after  sending  my  letter  for  the  report  of  '92,  I  completed  the 
course  of  lectures  at  Burlington,  Vt.  During  the  summer  I  remained  in 
my  father's  office  at  Haverhill,  with  the  exception  of  a  few  weeks  spent 
in  camping  out  in  the  White  Mountains.  October  1st,  1892,  I  left  for 
Baltimore,  Md.,  for  the  purpose  of  completing  my  medical  course. 


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During  the  winter  just  past  I  attended  the  Baltimore  Medical  college 
and  did  special  work  at  the  Johns  Hopkins,  where  I  graduated  March 
30th,  1893. 

For  the  present  I  shall  remain  at  Haverhill,  N.  H.,  but  expect  soon 
to  locate  in  Manchester,  N.  H.,  where  I  shall  be  pleased  to  see  any  of  my 
classmates  after  August  1  st. 

Have  seen  very  few  of  the  boys  during  the  year.  I  can  hardly 
realize  that  Louis  Pollens  has  gone.  He  roomed  quite  near  me  while  in 
Baltimore,  previous  to  his  return  to  Germany. 

In  regard  to  the  reunion,  I  can  only  say  that  it  is  my  intention  to 
be  present  on  that  "  most  auspicious  occasion"  and  I  trust  every  one  of 
the  class  will  endeavor  to  be  there. 

My  political  opinions  have  not  changed  and  I  rejoice  in  the  election 
of  Cleveland.      The  Democracy  is  in  to  stay. 

Through  you,  I  wish  to  express  my  best  wishes  to  every  member  of 
the  class.  It  would  give  me  great  pleasure  to  hear  from  any  of  them. 
I  trust  that  each  and  all  are  meeting  with  abundant  success.  May  we  all 
be  iound  present  at  our  first  reunion. 

GEORGE    M.  WATSON. 


Barton,  Vt.,  April  21. 

In  spite  of  your  request  to  write  a  long  letter,  I  must  be  brief  for 
the  simple  reason  that  there  is  not  much  to  be  said.  I  am  still  at 
Barton,  but  do  not  intend  to  remain  at  that  place  another  year  unless 
compelled  to  do  so  by  fate.  Cannot  tell  where  I  may  turn  up  next.  To 
keep  myself  out  of  mischief  through  vacation  time,  I  am  reading  law 
with  a  local  lawyer.  I  never  was  much  of  a  lion  among  the  ladies  and 
as  ■  I  grow  older  this  becomes  painfully  evident,  even  to  myself.  No 
tidings  have  come  to  this  far-away  northern  country  from  any  of  the  '91 
men. 

Perhaps  it  would  be  in  order  to  say  a  word  with  regard  to  Louis 
Pollens.  He  was  the  last  man  any  one  would  have  selected  to  be 
numbered  first  on  the  death-roll.  Of  him  it  could  truly  be  said  that 
no  eulogy  could  overstate  his  real  worth  and  nobility  of  character. 

I    am    waiting    for    the    next    number    of   our    class    history    with 

considerable    interest,    it    being    my    only  means    of   knowing    how    the 

different  members  are    getting  along.     I  hope  that  I  may  be  situated  next 

year  so  as  to  know  more  about  them   and  be  better  able  to  help  you  out. 

Yours  fraternally,  C.   H.   WILLEY. 


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CHANDLER  SCIENTIFIC  SCHOOL. 


Holyoke,   Mass.,  May  21. 

As  far  as  I  am  concerned  the  year  has  not  brought  many  changes  to 
me,  only  that  I  am  harder  up  at  the  present  time  than  I  was  a  year  ago. 
For  the  last  few  hours  I  have  been  meditating  over  the  hardships  of  this 
world  and  thinking  howl  could  pay  a  debt  of  forty  dollars  ($40.00)  with 
fifteen  cents.  I  suppose  it  can  be  done,  but  so  far  have  not  found  out 
how. 

I  am  now  at  work  for  A.  B.  Tower  &  Co.  ;  as  for  where  I  will  be 
next  year,  I  cannot  tell.  At  present,  I  have  charge  of  a  large  paper  mill, 
which  is  being  built  by  the  Riverside  Paper  Co.  The  mill  will  turn  out 
ten  tons  of  finished  paper  a  day  when  complete. 

My  prospects  for  the  coming  year  are  good  in  one  respect,  that  is  of 
having  very  little  money  ;  outside  of  that,  I  have  nothing  to  say.  I  met 
Lord  (not  John  K.)  on  the  street  one  day  as  I  was  going  to  dinner  and, 
as  he  was  the  first  Dartmouth  man  I  had  seen  for  a  number  of  months,  it 
seemed  like  old  times  to  meet  one  of  the  191  men  again.  He  took  dinner 
with  me  but  I  could  not  persuade  him  to  stay  over  night  as  he  told  me 
he  had  pressing  business  for  that  afternoon.  I  think  his  business  took 
him  to  Northampton. 

As  for  the  reunion,  I  shall  be  in  Hanover  next  June  if  I  am  in  New 
England.  My  address  is  No.  313  Maple  street.  I  shall  be  glad  to 
receive  a  call  from  any  of  the  '91  men  that  happen  through  this  city. 

R.  L.  DORING. 

Rutland,  Vt.,  May  4. 

My  address  is  Rutland,  Vt.,  care  of  City  Engineer.  Am  in  business 
for  myself  in  the  civil  engineering  line.  My  prospects  are  first-class.  If 
nothing  happens,  I  shall  be  in  Hanover  at  the  reunion  and  probably  at 
commencement  this  year. 

Bugbee  teaches  near  Rutland  and  I  have  seen  him  once  during  the 
winter;  he  and  Richardson,  '92,  were  judges  in  a  prize  speaking  contest 
here.  Sargent  and  French  are  the  only  fellows  I  keep  up  a  regular 
correspondence  with  ;  Sargent  and  I  also  keep  up  our  weed-pulling  procliv- 
ities which  we  had  in  Hanover.  I  think  either  one  of  us  now  can  easily  tell 
the  difference  between  a  pigweed  and  a  maple,  just  by  the  looks.  It's 
our  only  bad  habit  ;   I  think  we  would  be  wearing  wings  if  we  could  let 


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weeds  alone.  If  any  of  the  fellows  ever  see  a  man  wandering  around  the 
country  with  a  botany  can  or  big  portfolio,  they  may  know  at  once  it's 
one  of  us.  Sargent  may  think  this  is  a  base  scandal,  but  he  is  far 
enough  off  so  he  can't  punch  my  head ;   it's  true,  nevertheless. 

I  have  been  at  work  for  the  last,  six  months  getting  out  a  map  of  the 
city  and  shall  be  more  than  glad  when  it  is  finished  ;  have  got  a  big  hump 
on  my  back  already  from  leaning  over  a  drawing  board,  or  did  have  until 
lately,  when  I  invested  in  a  pneumatic  tired  safety  bicycle  ;  now,  I  have 
to  hump  all  over  to  stay  on  the  thing. 

If  any  of  the  boys  ever  strike  this  town  I  hope  they  will  go  for  the 
city  engineer  and,  if  the  safety  has  left  enough  of  me  to  amount  to  any- 
thing, they  will  receive  a  royal  welcome. 

Yours  truly,  W.  W.   EGGLESTON. 

Fall  River,  Mass.,  June  10. 
I  am  well,  unmarried,  go  to  church  every  Sunday,  am  working  for 
the  same  company  that  I  have  worked  for  since  leaving  college.  Haven't 
seen  any  one  that  I  know  except  Sid  and  John  Walker,  who  went  with 
me  to  Chicago  and,  speaking  of  the  Fair,  we  had  a  very  large  time  there 
and  wish  we  could  have  met  some  of  you  there,  but  hope  to  see  every  one 
at  Hanover  in  '94.  Yours, 

C.  S.  LITTLE. 

No.  82  Rtjmford  St.,  Concord,  N.  H.,  May  2. 
My  life  during  the  last  year  has  been  uneventful.      I  have  retained 
the  same  position  as  instructor  in  the  sciences  in  the  high  school  here  that 
I  had  last    year.       I  have  met  but  few  '91    men  and  have  nothing  of 
interest  to  report  concerning  them. 

Sincerely  yours, 

HERBERT  E.  SARGENT. 

Brigham  Academy,  Bakersfield,  Vt.,  April  15. 

The  "  lengthening  days"  of  which  you  speak,  do  remind  me  that  it 
is  time  for  spring  to  make  its  appearance.  The  "  opening  buds  "  have 
not  yet  put  in  their  appearance  in  this  part  of  the  world.  Snow  has  been 
somewhat  scarce,  but  I  am  beginning  to  take  courage  again,  for  it  is  now 
snowing  in  regular  Hanover  style.  You  must  excuse  me  for  not  being 
"  verbose,"  for  that  was  an  "  optional  "  which  I  did  not  take  when  in 
college  ;   teaching  district  school  winters  prevented  my  taking  it. 

My  chief  occupation  since  graduation  has  been  instructing  the  youth 
of  my  native  state.  Having  disposed  of  all  the  evil  tendencies  in  the 
minds  of  the  pupils  at  Richmond,  Vt.,  I  found  it  to  my  advantage  this 
spring  to  give  up  my  position  there  and  accept  one  here  in  the  academy. 


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At  present  I  am  hearing  seven  recitations  per  day  :  Roman  history,  po- 
litical economy,  physical  geography,  geology,  commercial  geography, 
French,  and  business  arithmetic.  I  have  one  spare  period  each  day  in 
which  I  have  nothing  to  do  except  sit  in  the  large  room  and  smile  upon 
the  pupils.  This  is  such  a  small,  quiet  town  that  one  has  to  smile  when- 
ever an  opportunity  is  offered,  or  else  go  to  bed  nearly  every  night  with  a 
scowl  upon  his  visage.  I  have  enjoyed  teaching  thus  far,  and  know  of  no 
reason  for  not  continuing  in  the  work  for  the  future. 

My  experiences  during  the  last  year  have  not  been  very  numerous, 
and  perhaps  are  not  worth  mentioning.  Not  long  since  I  had  the  pleas- 
ure to  be  present  at  the  organization  of  the  Vermont  Dartmouth  Alumni 
Association.  While  there  I  met  "  Dave  "  Conant  and  Ferda  Fish.  I 
was  told  that  "  Tewky  "  desired  very  much  to  be  present,  but  could  not 
raise  the  necessary  funds  (?).  Conant  appeared  in  his  usual  happy  mood, 
with  but  a  single  cloud  to  obscure  his  happiness  :  the  long  ride  in  the  cars, 
and  the  unavoidable  necessity  of  sitting  up  late  several  nights  just  before 
to  get  ready  for  the  event,  produced  unforeseen  results.  Ferda  Fish  was 
delighted  with  the  entire  affair.  Not  having  been  in  West  Randolph  for 
some  time  it  will  be  impossible  for  me  to  record  events  which  should  be 
known. 

If  possible  I  shall  be  at  the  reunion  next  year.  "  My  schoolhouse  " 
is  a  large,  brick  building,  in  good  condition.  It  is  quite  pleasant.  Like 
Old  Dartmouth,  the  academy  is  booming  just  at  present.  It  has  an  en- 
dowment of  $160,000.  I  do  not  expect  to  get  it  all  this  year.  My 
"  political  status  "  remains  stationary  ;  "  social  position  "  a  little  above  par. 

Yours  very  truly, 

CARSON    A.   SMITH. 

P.  S.  This  academy  is,  I  believe,  the  first  of  its  kind  in  the  United 
States  to  offer  special  inducements  and,  for  the  time  being,  free  scholar- 
ships to  all  worthy  sons  and  daughters  of  Dartmouth  '91.  A  personal 
examination  will  be  required.  C.   A.   S. 


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NON-GRADUATES. 


Brookfield,  Vt.,  May  4. 
My  business  for  the  last  year  has  been  farming  and  it  looks  now  as 
though  it  would  be  a  permanent  thing.  I  have  been  doing  a  little  in  the 
way  of  outside  business  this  spring,  buying  hard-wood  lumber,  and  if  you 
know  of  any  one  that  needs  anything  in  my  line,  send  him  along.  I  have 
seen  the  West  Randolph  boys  quite  often.  By  the  way,  "  Tewky "  is 
the  same  old  boy.  When  you  see  him  ask  him  about  getting  lost  last 
winter,  and  also  about  wearing  a  "  sweater"  instead  of  a  coat  >to  a  church 
sociable.  Fish  is  loafing  around  the  depot  most  every  time  I  go  to  West 
Randolph.  I  would  like  to  meet  the  class  in  a  reunion,  that  is  if  they 
would  all  be  there. 

My  matrimonial  prospects  are  rather  uncertain. 
Yours  sincerely, 

EGBERT    H.   ALLIS. 

Lewiston,   Me.,   May  23. 

The  published  letters  of  the  class  last  year  reached  me  at  Bangor. 
You  can  imagine  how  acceptable  the  book  was  when  I  tell  you  that  I 
have  not  seen  a  member  of  Dartmouth  '91  for  about  three  years  and  a 
half. 

During  the  greater  part  of  this  time  I  have  been  in  Maine  engaged 
in  multitudinous  pursuits  to  gain  a  livelihood,  from  cutting  ice  to  a  sea- 
faring life,  publishing  a  paper,  managing  a  book  store,  reporting,  etc. 
However,  for  the  last  year  and  a  half  my  work  has  been  altogether  in  the 
newspaper  business,  formerly  with  the  Bangor  Daily  News  and  at  present 
engaged  by  the  Lewiston  Daily  Sun,  a  rising  young  Democratic  paper, 
in  the  capacity  of  night  editor. 

As  to  the  future,  it  is  as  usual  a  blank  and  of  no  particular  impor- 
tance. 

I  know  scarcely  anything  about  the  class,  only  what  comes  through 
the  newspapers  and  similar  sources. 

A  despatch  was  dropped  onto  my  desk  not  long  ago,  announcing  the 
death  of  Louis  Pollens.      That  was  sad  news,  indeed. 

Since  old  ex-President  Bartlett  has  been  laid  upon  the  shelf  Dart- 
mouth has  evidently  been  booming  and  no  doubt  there  will  be  many  more 


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changes  and  improvements  before  the  next  reunion    which    you   mention. 
I  shall  make  an  effort  to  attend  that. 

Meanwhile,  as  long  as  I  remain  here,  let  it  be  understood  that  should 
any  classmate  wander  this  way  he  must  not  fail  to  visit  Lewiston. 

Very  truly, 

J.  A.  COOK. 

Lay  College,  Crescent  Beach,  Revere,  Mass.,  April   17. 

Your  very  pleasant  letter  found  me  at  Revere.  My  happy  greetings 
to  you  and  former  •classmates.  The  year  has  brought  its  changes  to  me 
as  naturally  as  its  seasons.  Again  I  find  myself  at  the  college,  not  as 
formerly,  but  completing  the  last  term  in  the  last  year  of  the  course  pre- 
scribed. Thus,  in  the  quiet  of  my  room,  your  letter  opens.  I  think  of 
bygone  days.  I  sit  by  my  window  and  look  out  over  the  blue  depths  of 
the  Atlantic  and  consider  what  great  distances  separate  our  classmates, 
and  the  life  purposes  of  those  remaining,  as  broad  as  the  ocean  that  rolls 
before  me.  But  although  thus  separated,  memory  unimpaired  brings 
back  to  me  the  familiar  site,  while  vivid  imagination  paints  its  cherished 
scenes  again. 

The  green  area  of  the  campus,  crossed  and  re-crossed  with  its  diago- 
nal foot  paths  ;  the  old  pine,  that  lonely  sentinel  of  the  hill,  faithful 
through  cloud  and  sunshine  to  the  trust  he  overlooks  ;  the  graceful  knoll, 
crowned  with  its  buildings  of  world-wide  fame  ;  the  primitive  hall,  with- 
in whose  dingy  chapel  the  obsolete  pews,  still  marked  with  class  dates, 
record  its  honored  history  ;  the  tower  yonder,  the  successive  work  of 
Dartmouth's  sons,  whose  names,  projected  in  the  storm-marred  granite, 
shall  outlast  the  ravages  of  time,  and  fit  emblem  of  her  whose  children 
shall  light  with  brighter  glow  the  ages  yet  unborn. 

Once  more;  the  trembling  air 

Resounds  with  the  college  yells, 
As  down  over  steep  and  through  valley 

The  stirring  war  cry  swells. 

Once  more;  the  midnight  visions 

Are  checked  by  the  horn's  loud  roar, 
Till  the  gleams  in  the  Orient  heavens 

Proclaim  the  darkness  o'er. 

Once  more;  the  victor's  lire 

Lights  up  the  gathering  gloom, 
And  the  shades  in  the  Vale  of  Tempe 

Grow  bright,  as  with  hues  of  noon. 

But  I  must  away  with  revery  and  attend  to  the  contents  of  your 
letter.  My  prospects  for  the  coming  year,  judging  from  the  present  cir- 
cumstances, look  somewhat  dubious. 

In  the  absence  of  a  field  at  present,  I  hardly  know  how  I  shall  turn 
upon  completing  my  course. 


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I  am  still  enjoying  the  state  of  single  blessedness  without  any  pros- 
pect of  a  change  to  that  better  state — the  "boon"  of  fortunate  mortals. 

I  am  in  hearty  sympathy  concerning  "  the  re-union  next  year,  "  and 
shall,  with  the  "  wind"  of  Providence  favoring,  if  not  "  of  destiny,  "  en- 
deavor to  meet  you  there.  I  favor  your  purpose  to  publish  our  letters, 
for  thereby  I  shall  learn  concerning  my  classmates,  and  therein  may  find 
a  medium  to  express  my  wishes,  which  are  ever  the  best,  to  the  members 
of  '91.  Trusting  that  the"  Second  Report"  may  realize  all  your  expecta- 
tions, I  remain 

Yours  truly  and  cordially, 

WILBUR  I.  DADE. 
Address  :   Care  S.  W.  Burt,  Rockport,  Mass. 


Valley  Springs,   S.  D.,  May  6. 

I  am  glad  that  you  still  recognize  me  as  a  member  of  '91,  and  I 
shall  not  soon  forget  the  pleasant  year  that  I  spent  at  Dartmouth.  Since 
our  last  year's  report  I  have  changed  my  address  and  am  now  located  in 
the  new  state  of  South  Dakota  within  a  few  miles  of  Sioux  Falls  and  in 
one  of  the  most  prosperous  parts  of  the  state.  My  reason  for  changing 
was  because  I  heard  of  a  better  opening  here  in  the  West  than  I  had  in 
New  Hampshire,  and  am  very  much  pleased  with  the  outlook  for  the  fu- 
ture. 

I  am  as  well  pleased  with  my  profession  as  ever  and  so  far  have  been 
very  successful  in  my  practice. 

I  was  glad  to  hear  that  so  many  of  the  class  of  '91  responded  to 
your  letters  and  also  that  so  many  are  making  such  strides  towards  the 
top  of  the  ladder  of  fame. 

I  should  be  glad  to  hear  from  any  of  the  class  of  '91,  and  if  any 
should  happen  this  way  I  will  try  and  give  them  a  good  reception.  I  am 
still  single,  and  for  anything  I  know  at  present  shall  remain  so  for  some 
time  to  come.  Yours  faithfully, 

GEORGE    A.   DICKSON. 

Denver  Mills,  Col.,  May  16. 
The  second  circular  letter,  with  its  kind  request  to  "  A-N-S-W-E-R,  " 
reminds  me  that  tempus  fugit  with  great  rapidity  out  here  in  this  western 
country.  I  am  very  glad  that  "  the  time  will  soon  come  "  when  I  may 
learn  of  the  doings  of  the  members  of  '91.  I  have  seen  but  one  of  them 
this  year,  and  heard  from  but  few ;  and  I  often  wonder  where  this  or  that 
classmate  may  be  and  how  he  is  prospering.  Puffer  dropped  in  upon  me 
one  evening,  and  we  spent  most  of  the  night  in  recalling  the  past  life  in 
Hanover.  "  Puff"  told  a  few  stories,  but  nothing  equal  to  his  "  80000- 
lb.  oxen."  I  think  married  life  has  not  worn  upon  him  much,  for  he 
was  fat  and  didn't  have  a  cold. 


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To  answer  some  of  your  questions,  I  would  say  that  the  past  year 
has  been  spent  principally  in  Denver  and  that  my  business  has  been  to 
superintend  the  construction  of  paper  mills,  having  now  two  large  plants 
nearing  completion.  I  am  well  pleased  with  my  business,  my  salary,  and 
the  country,  although  I  often  wish  I  were  a  little  nearer  to  you  all  and 
could  meet  the  old  friends  once  in  awhile. 

I  have  read  with  pleasure  accounts  of  Dartmouth's  progress,  and  I 
sincerely  hope  her  good  fortune  will  continue.  With  kindest  regards  to 
all,  I  remain  Yours  very  truly, 

A.   W.   FRENCH. 
Address:   Care  Denver  Paper  Mills  Co.,  Denver,  Col. 

Westinghouse  Electric  &  Manufacturing  Company,  ) 

Pittsburg,  Pa.,  May  25.  j 
As  a  member  of  the  class  of '91  C.  S.  D.,  who  spent  only  Freshman 
year  at  "  Old  Dartmouth,"  it  may  interest  some  of  the   members  of   that 
class  to  know  where  I  am. 

I  have  been  located  here  with  the  Westinghouse  Electric  &  Manu- 
facturing Co.  for  about  four  years,  during  which  time  I  have  been  en- 
gaged in  shop  and  engineering  work,  and  more  recently  in  the  commercial 
end  of  the  business.  During  this  time  I  have  secured  much  experience, 
combined  with  a  "  by  product"  in  the  form  of  salary. 

With  best  regards  to  yourself,  and  through  you  to  the  class  of  '91, 
and  with  the  hope  that  circumstances  may  enable  me  to  be  present  at  the 
annual  reunion  before  many  years  go  by,  I  am, 

Yours  truly, 

E.   W.   S.   GRAY. 

Executive  Mansion,  Washington,  D.  C,  May  8. 

Your  letter  came  to  me  today,  and  I  am  very  glad  to  be  remembered 
even  at  this  eleventh  hour.  I  never  want  to  be  left  out  of  Dartmouth  '91 . 
I  shall  make  an  especial  effort  to  be  present  at  the  reunion  next  year. 

By  far  the  saddest  thing  that  I  have  heard  of  late  is  the  death  of  our 
friend  Pollens.  He  was  a  noble  fellow  and  my  recollections  of  him  are 
wholly  pleasant. 

Shortly  after  writing  for  the  class  history  last  year,  I  left  my  place 
on  the  Boston  Transcript  to  enter  the  service  of  Mr.  Cleveland.  I  acted 
as  stenographer  and  secretary  during  the  campaign,  and  after  election  con- 
tinued in  the  same  capacity  until  March  4,  when  I  was  appointed  execu- 
tive clerk  to  the  president. 

This  is  all  I  can  think  of  to  tell  you  about  myself.  Shall  hope  to 
have  a  call  from  any  member  of  the  class  who  may  be  in*  this  city  at  any 
time.  Dan  and  C.  M.  Smith  have  been  in  Washington  this  winter,  "  Se- 
cundus"  and  "Smith  first,"   as  in  days  of  yore.      Carlton  and  DuBois 


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called  on  me  in  New  York,  and  I  had  the  pleasure  of  seeing  them  at  their 
place  of  business  where,  I  am  assured  by  those  in  authority,  they  are  con- 
sidered great  successes.  I  was  glad  to  hear  from  "  Pa  "  Edson  the  other 
day  ;  notwithstanding  the  great  disparity  in  our  ages  it  was  a  pleasure  to 
have  an  old  friendship  recalled.  I  never  go  to  Massachusetts  without 
visiting  Oilman  at  Andover.  His  aversion  for  taffy  prevents  my  saying 
anything  about  him  here,  even  if  I  were  otherwise  inclined  to  do  so.  The 
reason  that  I  speak  to  him  and  of  him  in  words  of  commendation  is  because 
of  his  ability  to  argue  me  out  of  my  premises  should  I  talk  upon  other 
subjects.  I  see  many  other  members  of  the  class  from  time  to  time,  but 
believe  no  more  space  is  due  me  in  this  letter,  and  so  will  close.  With 
kind  regards  to  all,  I  am 

Very  truly  yours, 

R.   L.  O'BRIEN. 

Ipswich,  Mass.,  May  8. 

I  hasten  to  comply  with  one  of  your  requests  and  that  one,  "  Answer 
promptly.  "  Concerning  the  others,  some  of  them  at  least  I  am  in  doubt 
as  regards  my  ability  to  answer.  I  enjoyed  last  years  report  exceedingly, 
though  not  so  much  as  I  would  had  I  been  better  acquainted  with  the 
class,  as  were  you  who  finished  the  course.  My  address  is  the  same,  Ips- 
wich, Mass.  Am  attending  Harvard  Medical  School.  As  regards  my 
prospects  for  the  coming  year,  I  don't  allow  myself  to  plan  very  far  ahead. 
I  have  met  but  two  men  of  '91  during  the  past. year,  Edson,  who  was 
speaking  about  going  West,  and  Plummer  of  Harvard  Medical  School, 
second  year,  who  appears  to  be  in  thriving  circumstances. 

I  know  nothing  about  matrimonial  prospects.      The  other  questions 
hardly  seem  to  apply  to  me  and  will  leave  them  for  others  to  answer. 
Hoping  this  may  prove  satisfactory  to  you,  I  remain 
Yours  very  sincerely, 

ROSCOE  D.  PERLEY. 

Galveston,  Texas,  May  16. 

I  am  still  here  in  Galveston  and  here  I  expect  to  remain  for  some 
time  to  come,  or  until  next  June,  when  I  go  to  Hanover,  N.  H. 

I  am  still  working  for  the  railroad  and  the  work  is  good  enough  for 
me  any  day  or  time. 

I  want  to  give  notice  to  all  of  '91  D.  C.  boys  that  if  any  of  them 
come  to  this  city  to  be  sure  and  hunt  me  up  and  enjoy  themselves  at  my 
home.  No  need  to  bring  any  six-shooters,  as  they  are  not  wanted  and 
you  can  get  along  without  them  very  well. 

Last  fall  J  organized  a  football  team  here  and  beat  the  high  school 
team  in  two  games  and  tied  them  in  the  other,  and  now  I  have  got  the 
boys  to  organize  a  tennis  club  with  good  results. 


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Was  very  sorry  to  learn  of  the  death  of  L.  Pollens. 
If  you  find  this  letter  is  too  long,  just  "  chop  "  some  of  this  off  and 
there  will  be  "  no  kicking"  coming  from  me. 
Hoping  to  get  your  latest,  I  remain 

Very  sincerely, 

E.  C.   STURGIS. 
P.  S.      Do  you  know  whether  Dade  ever  got  married  or  not  ?      [Read 
his  report. — Sec.~\ 

&& 

Rochester,  N.  H.,  June  9. 
Address,  Rochester,  N.  H.;  business,  civil  engineer.  Was  in  Calais, 
Me.,  and  Lenox,  Mass.,  last  summer,  on  sewer  work,  which  I  now  am 
on  here.  Saw  Willie  Wright  this  evening  ;  he  has  blossomed  into  a 
young  lawyer  ;  also  saw  "  Pa  "  in  Chicago  a  few  weeks  ago  ;  he  is  pros- 
pering in  the  express  business.  Was  in  Hanover  during  the  winter  in  the 
Thayer  school,  from  which  I  graduated  this  spring. 

With  remembrances  to  all  the  boys  you  may  meet,  I  am 

Truly, 

JOHN  WALKER. 

15  State  St.,  Boston,  Mass.,  May  10. 
I  am  at  present  located  with  the  United  States  Life  Insurance  com- 
pany and  I  am  very  pleasantly  situated.  The  only  classmate  of  '91  I've 
met  during  the  past  year  is  John  Abbott,  who  is  doing  such  fine  work  on 
the  Harvard  ball  nine,  and  no  doubt  also  in  his  studies.  Please,  in  your 
report,  Frank,  tell  any  and  all  of  the  boys  to  call  on  me  when  in  Boston, 
and  they  will  surely  receive  a  hearty  welcome. 

Sincerely  yours, 

FRED  W.  WOODCOCK. 


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ODDS   AND  ENDS. 


Burbank  has  secured  us  a  room  in  the  New  Hampshire  State  Build- 
ing for  August  16th,  Dartmouth  Day. 

Several  graduates  have  failed  to  acknowledge  the  receipt  of  my  let- 
ters. As  the  letters  were  not  returned  I  presume  they  were  received. 
Hereafter  I  shall  not  pay  very  much  attention  to  those  who  have  not  been 
mentioned  in  either  report,  as  it  is  a  waste  of   time. 

G.  P.  Bryant  is  in  the  sophomore  class  in  Columbia  college.  F.  E. 
Prichard  is  in  Newbury,  Vermont,  teaching  in  the  academy.  William 
Norton  promised  a  letter  for  this  report.  His  address  is  20  Whalley  ave- 
nue, New  Haven,  Conn. 

I  publish  a  list  of  the  graduates  who  have  not  answered  :  Barton, 
Bugbee,  Conant,  Heald,  Pond,  Prichard,  Richardson,  Trull,  Thompson, 
Wright  ;   Carson,  Morrill,  Stanley,  S.  G.  Walker. 

Please  bear  in  mind  that  it  should  be  the  business  of  each  one  of  the 
class  to  find  out  why  the  above  did  not  write  this  year. 

The  letters  have  been  fuller  this  year,  than  last,  and  I  trust  that 
next  year  will  be  the  banner  year  of  our  reports. 

As  my  parting  sentence  I  leave  this  : — Our  reunion  comes  in  June, 
1894.  F.   E.   ROWE, 

Secretary  of  "91,  D.  C. 


LOUIS   POLLENS,  JR 


BIOGRAPHICAL   SKETCH 


-OF- 


LOUIS  POLLENS,  JR.,  D.  C.  '91 


Our  annual  history  must  so  soon  come  to  us  incomplete.  A  strong 
man  has  been  taken  from  among  us.  We  mourn  our  great  loss  and  sym- 
pathize with  his  parents  in  their  great  sorrow.  In  writing  this  sketch  of 
Pollens'  life  and  character  for  the  class,  we  feel  that  we  can  give  but 
little  that  is  not  already  known  by  most  of  us.  Our  life  at  Hanover  was 
one  of  close  contact  and  he  impressed  his  individuality  upon  us  personally 
and  as  a  class  as  few  of  its  members  did. 

Louis  was  born  in  Burlington,  Vermont,  September  18,  1869.  His 
life  was  not  eventful.  He  went  with  his  parents  to  Hanover,  N.  H.,  in 
1877.  He  lived  there  at  home,  a  quiet,  happy  boy,  loving,  dutiful,  find- 
ing no  hardship  in  perfect  obedience,  doing  whatever  he  had  to  do  to  the 
best  of  his  ability.  He  went  through  the  high  school  and  through  col- 
lege never  swerving  from  the  path  of  rectitude,  courteous,  obliging, 
modest,  without  reproach.  He  took  high  rank  in  his  work  and  his  record 
is  one  of  constant  improvement  from  first  to  last,  showing  a  steadiness  of 
purpose  and  a  grasp  of  the  work  which  carried  him  close  to  the  head  of 
our  class  and  was  an  earnest  of  broad  and  thorough  scholarship  in  the 
years  to  come.  We  always  recognized  in  him  the  natural  student  pursu- 
ing our  courses  with  a  zeal  born  of  high  ideals  and  a  true  love  of  knowl- 
edge. Although  Pollens  was  not  characteristically  a  leader  among  us  in 
college,  because  of  his  retiring  temperament,  he  had  some  of  the  best 
elements  of  leadership.  He  was  strong  in  his  convictions  and  his  charac- 
ter gave  them  great  weight.  He  was  unrivalled  among  us  for  courage  in 
standing  by  men  and  measures  of  his  choice.  Unpopularity  in  any  quar- 
ter had  no  terrors  for  him.  As  we  recall  him  now,  it  seems  to  us  that  he 
went  through  college  with  dignity  and  self-control  not  excelled  by  any 
member  of  our  class. 

His  devotion  to  his  parents  was  very  marked,  and  was  another  proof 
of  the  nobility  of  his  character.      A  trip  to  North  Dakota  in  his  Junior 


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vacation  was  the  cause  of  his  longest  absence  from  home  before  his  depar- 
ture for  Europe  in  1891.  During  all  the  months  he  was  abroad,  without 
a  single  exception,  he  wrote  twice  a  week  to  his  parents,  so  that  the 
union  between  son  and  father  and  mother  was  scarcely  interrupted.  A 
closer  union  than  that  which  bound  his  parents'  lives  with  his  it  is  hardly 
possible  to  conceive. 

During  the  last  eighteen  months  of  his  life  he  was,  with  the 
exception  of  the  summer  vacation  of  1892  and  a  brief  visit  last 
Thanksgiving,  absent  from  his  home,  studying  successively  in  Geneva, 
Paris,  Baltimore  and  Leipzig,  in  which  last  city  he  passed  away,  after 
three  days  illness,  March  20th. 

These  eighteen  months  he  refers  to  as  "  perhaps  the  happiest  of  his 
life."  Certainly  abroad  he  found  what  was  congenial  to  him  in  an 
abundance  and  variety  that  he  could  not  have  known  here.  He  especially 
enjoyed  the  magnificent  music  that  he  was  constantly  able  to  hear.  He 
made  friends  everywhere  and  his  surroundings  seem  to  have  been  always 
congenial.  Of  course,  his  great  object  was  the  mastery  of  the  French  and 
German  languages.  In  Geneva,  through  his  father's  influence,  he  was 
introduced  to  the  very  best  advantages  afforded  by  one  of  the  great  intel- 
lectual centers  of  Europe  and  he  made  rapid  progress.  He  then  went  to 
Paris  and  lived  in  the  Latin  quarter.  Here  his  knowledge  of  French  was 
amplified  and  perfected  and,  on  his  return  to  his  home  in  the  summer  of 
'92,  he  had  as  the  result  of  his  nine  months'  diligent  and  enthusiastic 
study  a  control  of  the  language  that  many  fail  to  gain  in  twice  or  thrice 
that  time.  He  was  not  able  to  return  to  Europe  so  early  as  he  had 
expected,  on  account  of  the  cholera,  and  spent  his  fall,  until  about  Thanks- 
giving time,  in  Baltimore  at  Johns  Hopkins  university. 

He  enjoyed  his  life  among  the  German  people  at  Leipzig  perhaps 
even  more  than  that  of  the  previous  year.  The  German  people  were  more 
to  his  liking  and  possibly,  as  his  studies  advanced,  he  would  have  come  to 
enjoy  the  German  language  and  literature  equally  with  the  French.  It 
was  here  that  he  kept  the  journal,  from  which  an  extract  is  given  later. 

In  his  post-graduate  studies,  especially  that  of  French  literature,  he 
found  his  true  field  of  successful  activity.  He  had  exquisite  literary  taste, 
and  it  was  for  his  father  a  source  of  pride  and  keen  pleasure  to  find  him 
so  ready  and  so  able  to  appreciate  and  thoroughly  enjoy  the  work  of  the 
best  French  writers,  classical  and  modern. 

Pollens  joined  the  church  when  quite  young.  Never  a  demonstrative 
Christian,  he  yet  so  lived  that  none  needed  ask  whether  he  loved  and 
followed  his  Savior.  He  carried  his  religion  with  him  everywhere,  not  to 
flaunt  his  views  but  as  a  force  that  permeated  his  being  and  controlled 
his  conduct. 

Of  the  very  many  heartfelt  letters  of  condolence  received  by  his 
parents  from  classmates  of  his,  from  friends  old  and  new,  from  even  casual 
acquaintances  who  had  learned  to  respect  and  love  him,  almost  every  one 
refers  to  his  unfailing  and  charming  courtesy,  to  his    perfect  uprightness 


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and  to  his  purity  of  character.      These  were,  indeed,  with  his  intense  love 
for  parents,  home  and  country,  his  marked  characteristics. 

Perhaps  nothing  that  any  pen  could  write  now  would  give  so  true  an 
idea  of  him  as  the  following  lines  found  in  a  little  book  of  fc'  Reflections 
and  Incidents,"  which  reached  his  parents  several  weeks  after  the  news  of 
his  translation.  They  were  not,  it  is  needless  to  say,  intended  for  publi- 
cation, but  he  would  surely,  could  we  hear  his  voice  now,  consent  to  their 
being  communicated  to  his  classmates. 

FROM    HIS  JOURNAL  : 

"  Being  of  a  decidedly  meditative  temperament  myself,  I  always 
wonder  what  is  occupying  the  minds  of  those  young  men  whom  I  meet  on 
terms  of  intimacy  as  a  fellow-student.  What  is  each  thinking  on  matters 
of  religion,  that  great  question  which  has  to  be  solved  by  each  of  us  in 
his  turn  ?  Is  the  Savior  proving  himself  to  them  the  source  of  infinite 
peace  and  joy  that  he  is  to  me  ?  Are  they  rejecting  him,  or  simply  leav- 
ing him  entirely  out  of  their  thoughts  ? 

"  Of  course  I  am  not  the  only  young  man  who  thinks  earnestly  on 
these  matters,  hence  my  curiosity  to  know  what  others  think.  Unfortu- 
nately, the  question  of  immortality  is  the  last  which  we  are  inclined  to 
touch  upon  in  our  conversations,  and  so  each  goes  his  own  way,  think- 
ing his  own  thoughts  and,  maybe,  losing  the  encouragement  that  he 
might  gain  did  he  know  that  other  minds  are  deciding,  just  as  is  his,  that 
there  is  a  life  for  us  beyond  the  grave,  that  there  are  peace  and  infinite 
happiness  at  our  very  door  should  we  but  open  our  hearts  to  take 
them  in.     *     *     *     * .   # 

"  One  night  at  a  students'  Kommers  in  Leipzig,  I  was  joined  at  table 
by  an  Englishman  whom  I  had  met  several  times  before  at  our  Verein. 
This  can  illustrate  what  I  have  been  saying  as  to  our  ignorance  of  what 
is  in  the  minds  of  those  about  us.  I  had  formed  my  opinion  of  him 
already,  and  had  decided  that  he  was  one  of  those  harmless  souls  who  go 
through  the  world  in  a  thoughtless  way,  heedless  of  the  serious  in  life  but 
withal  inoffensive.  But  a  surprise  was  in  store  for  me.  As  we  were  not 
old  acquaintances,  it  was  quite  natural  that  we  should  fall  into  a  talk  con- 
cerning our  future  work.  And  what  was  he  going  to  do  ?  He  was  going 
into  literature  for  a  livelihood.  He  was  a  socialist ;  an  extreme  socialist 
and  an  atheist.  He  believed  in  the  brotherhood  of  man  and  was  going 
to  gain  his  strength  and  inspiration  from  himself,  not  going  down  on  his 
knees  to  any  god.  And  he  recited  a  poem  which  he  had  composed  (for 
he  expected,  he  said,  to  gain  success,  if  at  all,  through  his  poetry,)  a  poem 
appealing  to  men  to  act  toward  one  another  as  brothers  and  not  rely  upon 
any  god  for  help  in  their  difficulties. 

"  After  this  exposition  of  his  inward  self,  my  feeling  toward  the  fellow 
was  one  of  profound  pity,  and  I  told  him  as  much.  I  prophesied  for  him 
failure  in  his  undertaking  and  endeavored  to  impress  upon  him  the  fact 


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that  the  majority  of  the  Church  of  Christ  are  not  hypocrites,  as  he  sup- 
posed, but  sincere  and  worthy  of  his  respect  rather  than  his  censure  ;  that 
the  religion  of  the  Savior  is  not  disappearing  from  the  earth,  but  steadily 
advancing  to  a  sure  victory. 

"And  there  I  stopped.  But  what  a  revelation  for  a  man  to  make  ! 
What  a  sad  state  of  things  !  I  had  discovered  what  lay  in  the  depths  of 
one  mind  and  deemed  myself  almost  fortunate  that  I  knew  not  what  was 
in  the  minds  of  the  rest  of  our  student  company. 

"  But  we  Christians  must  be  patient,  sympathetic,  helpful  and,  above 
all,  free  from  reproach.  " 

Classmates. 


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